paying the cost to be the boss

Today, I fucked up by saving a lobster.

I’ve been working at a sea food department in a supermarket for the last couple months and for the most part I’ve enjoyed my job. The customers treat me kindly and although the pay isn’t that great, I manage to make ends meet. My warm feelings towards my job changed when I met a lobster I would later name Lucifer. I’m in charge of bringing in the lobsters and changing the ties on their claws when the they first come on. My first encounter with Lucifer happened when I forgot to tie his claws. That lobster went on to murder two of his comrades and got me in trouble for overlooking procedure. Lobsters are expensive and this cost me some points with my boss. I took note of this particular lobsters features and made sure to send it to his doom when the chance arose.

Days went by and I started to pick up on signs of intelligence from Lucifer. It would stare at me deep in the eye when I poured food into the lobster tank and this somehow got to me. I became convinced of his sentience. I knew from boiling lobsters myself that the process of making them into food is cruel. I love eating meat but something about this lobster made me consider the ethics of killing another being for its food. I started researching lobsters and about how they might feel pain similarly to humans. At night I would have nightmares about boiling Lucifer and hearing it scream like a little girl. I knew the fucker has gotten under my skin so I started to care for him. When people asked for that big lobster, I told them that this one was already sold. It was in a way. Him and I were in on something. I was going to break him out.

I don’t make a lot of money so buying a lobster tank seemed like a stupid idea. So I started saving the money I would usually use on booze and women to get a basic aquarium with all the stuff he needs. I started to get worried about one of my co-workers selling it while I wasn’t there so I told them about my idea and they looked at me like I was retarded. But they sympathized and Lucifer, the double homicidal lobster remained safe. Until yesterday.

I was doing clerk stuff when this guy, a big confident type with an expensive looking watch and smile asked for a lobster. I directed him towards the best option, the recently caught and big as my head. But no. He wanted Lucifer. I told him it was taken. He started to argue and insisted on the lobster. My co-workers sensing a disagreement told me to just sell him the fucking lobster. At that moment something clicked and I realized there was nothing anyone could do to kill my friend. Nothing. So I proceeded to tell him he wasn’t for sale, offered am alternative, and while he called the manager I grabbed Lucifer, RAN to the cash register and overdrew my debit card to get him. My manager fired me but I don’t care, nobody was going to kill something I gave value to. I used my saved up money to get him a tank, clipped the ties off his claws (man, did that feel great!) and am currently researching where the best part of the ocean to drop him off would be. I’m a loser with no friends, no future, and no real idea of what makes him happy. But I’d be dammed if I let some fat fuck and his kids eat my only friend.

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Today, I fucked up by saving a lobster

I’ve been working at a sea food department in a supermarket for the last couple months and for the most part I’ve enjoyed my job. The customers treat me kindly and although the pay isn’t that great, I manage to make ends meet. My warm feelings towards my job changed when I met a lobster I would later name Lucifer. I’m in charge of bringing in the lobsters and changing the ties on their claws when the they first come on. My first encounter with Lucifer happened when I forgot to tie his claws. That lobster went on to murder two of his comrades and got me in trouble for overlooking procedure. Lobsters are expensive and this cost me some points with my boss. I took note of this particular lobsters features and made sure to send it to his doom when the chance arose.

Days went by and I started to pick up on signs of intelligence from Lucifer. It would stare at me deep in the eye when I poured food into the lobster tank and this somehow got to me. I became convinced of his sentience. I knew from boiling lobsters myself that the process of making them into food is cruel. I love eating meat but something about this lobster made me consider the ethics of killing another being for its food. I started researching lobsters and about how they might feel pain similarly to humans. At night I would have nightmares about boiling Lucifer and hearing it scream like a little girl. I knew the fucker has gotten under my skin so I started to care for him. When people asked for that big lobster, I told them that this one was already sold. It was in a way. Him and I were in on something. I was going to break him out.

I don’t make a lot of money so buying a lobster tank seemed like a stupid idea. So I started saving the money I would usually use on booze and women to get a basic aquarium with all the stuff he needs. I started to get worried about one of my co-workers selling it while I wasn’t there so I told them about my idea and they looked at me like I was retarded. But they sympathized and Lucifer, the double homicidal lobster remained safe. Until yesterday.

I was doing clerk stuff when this guy, a big confident type with an expensive looking watch and smile asked for a lobster. I directed him towards the best option, the recently caught and big as my head. But no. He wanted Lucifer. I told him it was taken. He started to argue and insisted on the lobster. My co-workers sensing a disagreement told me to just sell him the fucking lobster. At that moment something clicked and I realized there was nothing anyone could do to kill my friend. Nothing. So I proceeded to tell him he wasn’t for sale, offered am alternative, and while he called the manager I grabbed Lucifer, RAN to the cash register and overdrew my debit card to get him. My manager fired me but I don’t care, nobody was going to kill something I gave value to. I used my saved up money to get him a tank, clipped the ties off his claws (man, did that feel great!) and am currently researching where the best part of the ocean to drop him off would be. I’m a loser with no friends, no future, and no real idea of what makes him happy. But I’d be dammed if I let some fat fuck and his kids eat my only friend.

TL;DR: lost my job to save a lobster I formed a connection with yet feel great about it because fuck people

crazyladyartisan  asked:

Seeing all these, reading all these, trying to understand all of these, I'm beginning to assume that this season is an experiment or a boss order to sideline with all costs olicity from cast and eps in order to see which is their supportive fan base, regain comic book stans ad revaluate stories ad characters! card of pacing and that they pissed off a lots of their olicity and comics fans as their attempt not accept their mistakes ad put them in actors or viewers is for me a big fault now are pay

Actually, I don’t think that is what this season was about at all, CLA. :)

I think there were multiple things in play, which included fixing a lot of mistakes they made first time round with how Olicity came together. It was very… incomplete. And I think they’re going to greatly improve on their coming together this time round. Now, the length of time and stalling they took to do that is another thing altogether, and can give it the appearance of being less successful then perhaps it will ultimately be. Once Olicity are talking properly, their issues addressed fully, then that is a very important part of their story and legacy for me. 

Arrow has NEVER doubted where their strengths lay - Olicity and OTA. They’ve said it over and over again. They banked on that fact by breaking up those two things, hoping/expecting the fans would hang around and root to see both Olicity and OTA reunited. It’s a standard thing to make an audience work hard for their faves. 

I also believe this season was about trying to secure Arrow the largest audience possible. They already knew Olicity and OTA sells. But they also knew that there was a potential audience in the comic boys who just generally dismissed Arrow because of Olicity, or no L8uriver. So, being free and clear of L this season, they tried to create a product that would appeal to that base. It was a good time to try this, because they’d broken up Olicity for other, justifiable creative reasons that would end up strengthening the central couple of Arrow, and that gave them some breathing room to showcase other dynamics and potentials within the show. Which perhaps would get other potential audience members to give the show a second look. That makes good business sense and I don’t hold that against them. I’d love to think that people are watching Arrow for different reasons and getting different things out of it and we can all just coexist. It doesn’t have to be an all or nothing from either side for it to work. Arrow doesn’t have to be completely about Olicity to entertain their fans, and it doesn’t have to be devoid of romance to please their other fans. Balance is always good. 

Here’s the thing, the show has to continually try and reinvent itself, keep itself fresh. It has to try new things, and honestly, I respect them for that. It doesn’t mean they succeed in everything, but it does mean they are open to try new things. It’s how we got Olicity in the first place. I don’t feel like I can really get too upset when the same mindset that gave us S4b/5a is also the same mindset that gave us Olicity in the beginning. You can’t cherry pick this kind of thing. The writers follow what inspires them to write. It gave us Olicity. It also gave us Billy and Susan. And the love fern. And Ray. And their first love scene. 

So, yeah, every season is swings and roundabouts for me. Some things they really nail in a season. Some things they don’t. And what I think worked or didn’t work would not necessarily line up with what other people think worked or didn’t work. Like 4A was pretty hollow on a lot of levels for me in regards to Olicity, even though I can appreciate why some people loved it. It just didn’t ring true for me. And that’s okay, for both sides of opinions on 4A Olicity. To me, this season was like every other in regards to the level of experimentation the show does with trying to get its blending and pacing right. 

I think the only difference is that the people that are only in it for Olicity (and there is nothing wrong with that) just felt more impacted because Olicity is the whole show for them, so it very much didn’t feel like Arrow to them anymore. It’s understandable, but it’s also inevitable when you enjoy a show on a much narrower spectrum then the show intended. Again, I’m not saying people are wrong to do that, I’ve done that with countless shows, you just like what you like. It’s just that those people (of which I have been one countless times, as I said) have a much greater chance of feeling like the show is being ruined if that one thing isn’t going well. 

That was a bit of a ramble, wasn’t it? lol 

Soz. :D

anonymous asked:

What are your predictions for the rest of the season?

gosh, it’s hard to say…

I think the fianl boss this season will be Luci and the Nephilim, and the Brits and Team free will are going to have very different ideas about how to deal with it/them. That’s gonna cause some conflict and some choices will need to be made. Heaven is going to play in here too, and maybe they’re have the answer or maybe not, but getting their help is gonna cost Castiel something that neither he nor the boys will want to pay…

Eventually some pf the opposition will die, some allies as well. I Still think that Mick will try to defect to the boys and get killed for his trouble. Lady Toni will come back to oppose Ketch but she’ll probably die too…

Heck, maybe the Brits will see the Nephilim as a potential weapon, and want to use it that way as opposed to heaven that will just want to kill it. Sam and Dean and Cas are gonna maybe want to let it live and not murder a baby? Maybe?

Where Mary  and Crowley will fit is the big mystery. I think Mary is going to be forced to make a big choice about something, and she’ll eventually chose the boys (just like Cas will) but it’s gonna maybe go badly and require some sort of sacrifice.

Basically everyone will be forced to make morally dubious decisions and they’ll suffer and get beat up and look cute doing it. :)

I promised you a post and one is forthcoming

Gimme a few days. It’ll be good. I’ll be holed up in my coworker/friend ashley’s apartment, (while she is conveniently in Mexico) until my new one is ready. I will have wifi and a kitty and some (mental) breathing room. 

And then I will weave you a tale. Or 2. I might weave 100 tales. I haven’t woven much lately.

We’ll laugh, we’ll cry; We’ll giggle when someone anonymously messages me to call me an idiotic, arrogant slut or something. 

Point is, I’ll be back shortly. I have a lot to say, about -9 fucks to give, and a really boss apartment that costs more than i should be paying so I’ll have no option but to buy wine at work on my discount and wax poetic about my bs philosophy and self-righteous life advice here on tumblr, a place that was seemingly designed solely for that purpose.

We’re gonna have some good times here soon, you and me. 

And thanks for stickin around in the meantime, while I mindlessly reblogged pictures of volcanoes and outfits I thought were cool. It’s been a long year and a fairly one-sided relationship, wherein you post thoughtful content and I give you photos of vapid male models in return (I know, I’m male moddle shaming, not every pretty person has the IQ of an Orange Mocha Frappuccino)

Thanks, bitches, you da best.

Ammo

Taylor The Puppet-Master

As the stunt has played out, it seemed to me that Taylor was the one pulling all of the strings.

Her stunt buddy (CH) had to travel to Chicago, Colorado, NYC, London, Ireland, Nashville, Rhode Island, and Miami to play his role as her Faux-BF. Taylor, however, has only traveled to Las Vegas (a mere 30+ minute plane ride away). 

While I enjoy Taylor being an absolute BOSS to CH, one would hope she is paying at least some of the cost of his fuel.

If you want additional evidence that Taylor is the puppet-master of this stunt, watch this video of the countdown again.  Taylor is in the bottom left corner (back of her head, lace top, pointing). Watch it more than once.

As the countdown begins, CH turns around and looks at her. As soon as she sees this, she points firmly and prolonged in his direction. It appears to me (and others) that she is letting him know that he is to stay there and not join her. She doesn’t stop pointing until he (awkwardly) turns back around and is no longer looking at her. 

CH didn’t appear to know what to do when the countdown began so he looked to her for direction. Taylor commanded him to stay where he was. 

Credit to Whaler13bg again for bringing this to my attention.

Still picture: Tay is the BOSS!  

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From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series - Richie Gecko and Kate Fuller

There’s always a price to pay to get what you want. Gotta crack a few eggs to make an omelet. It’s the cost of being the boss. 

Bullshit. 

Excuse me? 

This isn’t about getting everything you want or being a “made” guy or whatever. That’s selfish and wrong. That’s the kind of thing you do when you’re broken, when you’ve given up family and love. The only things that matter.

Hayden Romero is a girl who loves her sister, who worked at a nightclub for shit pay with a sleazy boss so she can help her sister pay for her medication, because she, presumably, doesn’t have her parents anymore. She tried to help a girl, and ended up getting physically hurt because of it. Not five minutes later, she’s healed and doesn’t know how. A boy who she was mad at for years for punching her in the face on picture day, cost her $200. The boy then tried to pay her back, make her think he might not be satan incarnate after all. Then, that boy tells her she’s not human, there’s a supernatural world, and then changes into a werewolf and growls in her face. She punches him and, again, heals faster than she should. When she runs away from the psychotic freak who’s acting like a madman and could have seriously hurt her, she gets attacked by three monsters. The boy saves her again, protects her from something that she is scared shitless of. She’s just as scared as Liam was of the berserkers, wants someone to talk to, confide to, trust, help her navigate this brand new world that she knows nothing about, like Liam had with Scott, to teach him, and Mason, to comfort him. She goes to the only person in this new world that she knows, that she’s starting to trust. He says he’s going to protect her, that he’ll get her protection. And what happens? The person who she is told will protect her is using her for bait. She, and the boy, get kidnapped by monsters who experiment and torture them. They go through it together, with only each other. And then someone comes along to save them, and he does. He literally saved her, and the boys, life. She feels grateful and trusts him. Then, she dies. The boy tries to help her, but can’t. She wants to see her sister, but can’t. The boy who she’s grown to care about, to trust, leaves her. She dies with a woman she barely knows in a dark, dreary part of a hospital. She comes back to life, saved by the guy who saved her from being tortured, told that she is ‘his’, has no one else to help her understand all of this besides him. So, no, Hayden Romero is not ‘just a love interest’. Hayden Romero did not ‘ruin Liam’s character and his storyline’. Hayden and Liam did not hate each other one episode and then love each other the next. Hayden Romero is not a bitch for not going to Liam. Hayden does have a sense of loyalty. Hayden Romero is not a bitch for leaving Liam, who told her he would heal, to find her sister, who is being chased by a monster that could very possibly kill her. Hayden Romero is a strong, 3-dimensional character with flaws, personality traits, and a history. Hayden Romero does not deserve your hate just because you want to be with Liam, or because you’re misogynistic, or racist, or whatever other dumb-ass, ridiculous reason you have.

F2F ⇆ 001

Years ago, Sebastian wouldn’t have been so surprised by being picked up by a private driver. That was before he made the decision to go into theatre, before his father cut him off and decided that Sebastian could pay for everything himself if he wasn’t going to go into a “real” career. Luckily he had been able to make a living, although a modest one, through small jobs here and there, and now through his work with Wicked. His apartment was much smaller than anything he’d ever imagined himself living in, so he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the idea of Hunter seeing where he loved considering that his boss was picking him up in what would most likely be a luxury vehicle that cost more than Sebastian’s yearly rent. To avoid the situation all together, Sebastian insisted that the traffic outside of his apartment was always hectic, and suggested that Hunter pick him up two blocks away outside of his local grocery store instead.

As he waited outside in his dress pants and dark blue button up, Sebastian couldn’t help but wonder what this night meant for Hunter. He’d had a hard time reading his director ever since he first began complimenting him more than he did the rest of the cast. Sebastian wasn’t new to the idea of directors hiring him for the sake of his looks. He’d tried to forget the last director who only cast him for reasons unrelated to the show, and Sebastian wasn’t sure what he’d do if he found out that Hunter had similar intentions.

Sebastian was all for having a good time; in fact, he’d made a point to have a good time with several members of the ensemble, but those had only been quick hookups. With Hunter, he’d done his best to stay professional, but he had no idea what to expect from tonight or how professional Hunter wanted to keep their relationship. 


“The last business I worked for got attacked. It started with phone calls– making threats and asking for money. My boss refused to pay. Then one day, two men on motorcycles pulled up and started shooting. The security guards ran away. My friend was shot. A few days later, the calls started again. My new business is too small to get extorted, but I still feel the effects. All my materials cost more, because the cost of extortion gets passed all the way down the supply chain.”

(Karachi, Pakistan)

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“Paying The Cost To Be The Boss” by BB King

I’ve been dying to write Famous!Peeta, so I decided to try writing a drabble. It got longer than expected.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Katniss glared at the parking attendant’s outstretched hand.She couldn’t believe she had to pay $10.

To park her car.

At a venue that had already swallowed up almost $300 fromher bank account.

And what about those extra bullshit fees that were tackedonto the cost of the concert tickets? Where did those dollars go? Apparently not to parking.

Katniss took a deep breath. She would not yell at this nice man. It was not his fault that she was hemorrhaging money just to see a boy band she had zero interest in. It was not his fault that her boss, Effie Trinket, had kept her an hour late, preventing her from arriving with Annie and Prim. (And apparently saving $10.) It was not his fault that she was exhausted and overworked and starving because she hadn’t had time to stop for dinner and that all she wanted was one night of not worrying, one night where her sister was happy and smiling and she could turn off her brain even if she had to listen to crappy music to do it.

It wasn’t anyone’s fault really.

And this nice man was just doing his job.

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theguardian.com
Firms paying poor wages are the real benefit cheats
We pay billions in tax credits to subsidise the low pay of people working at many of our biggest retail chains. Why don’t they raise wages?
By Patrick Collinson

Are you going shopping this weekend? If you are trying on something in a mirror at a Next store, reflect upon this: shop assistants in the giant clothing chain on average cost the taxpayer an estimated £2,087 a year in the form of tax credits, to make up for the fact that Next pays its workers so little.

Shop assistants at the fashion chain are paid £6.70 an hour – just 3% above the minimum wage – and less if they are under 20 years old. The boss, Tory peer Lord Wolfson, pocketed £4.7m last year, and announced a dividends bonanza for shareholders as profits leapt to £695m. Yet the public is subsidising Next to the tune of £67m a year, according to figures from charity CitizensUK, because its workers remain dependent on tax credits.

Of course the fabulously profitable Next could choose to give its workers a bumper pay rise to lift them off benefits – the £67m cost would, after all, be less than 10% of its profits – but it is somewhat unlikely. Wolfson, whose total wealth is estimated at £112m, is reported to have said in March this year that the living wage campaign was “irrelevant”.

It’s not just Next that relies on the tax credit system to subsidise low pay. According to CitizensUK, the subsidies amount to £364m at Tesco, £221m at Asda and £182m at Sainsbury’s. Some of these figures are even higher than the total amount of corporation tax the companies paid. It may provoke some to reconsider who the real “scroungers” are when it comes to the welfare system.

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