store employee

P long my bad: manager pisses me off, so I annoy the shit out of her just enough so it pisses her off, but I can’t get fired

This story is from a while ago. A coworker who started around the same time as me got promoted, now I wasn’t jealous, I was a high school student who honestly didn’t need the extra work a shift lead had to do.
That being said I hated the woman, she wasn’t the brightest light bulb in the package but she thought she was. She liked using her authority to intimidate and bully. And if I or any of the other employees said anything she’d run and cry to the manager about having anxiety, and how we’re making fun of her because of her anxiety and how we don’t respect her because of her anxiety.
Well in my store to ring an employee meal up, do a refund, really anything other than ringing somebody up-you need a manager’s card, which before hand had never been a problem. Usually all the cards are in the same spot and the manager on duty’s card is usually already out. It’s important to note that I had been working there for an entire year by now, and so had most of the staff. None of the shift leads or managers cared, and in fact preferred that if we needed to, we used their card (as long as it was for the right reasons).
So my coworker is coming through the line, no big deal, I swipe her card so he can get his discount he goes on his merry way and I serve the next customer.
She comes up to me after the line dies down and says “so how did mike get his discount? I didn’t ring him up.” I replied, kinda confused “uh, I used your card?” Duh, didn’t add it but I sure thought it. And she goes the fuck off yelling at me in front of customers and coworkers, and ends it with “never EVER use my card again.” Kk. Though I don’t think she knew what she was in for. From that day forth no matter what she was doing. How busy the line was. Every time I needed that card I went up to her and told her she’s needed at cash. That meant everytime an employee needed a meal, every time someone wanted a refund, every time I needed to open the drawer, I asked her to come up. I could tell she got annoyed and even did a whole “I’m with a customer” “yeah but mike can’t start his break until he’s rung up.” “Ok we’ll take care of this customer” “no can do I haven’t washed my hands and by time I do you’ll have swiped your card! :)” even when she was on break “M, I need you at cash” “I’m on break” “but this customer wants a refund, and I can’t use your card” “just use it” “:( no can do you told me to NEVER EVER use your card :)” eventually she got sick of it and told me to go back to using her card.

Eventually she got fired after she was standing at cash (not doing anything) yelling at me and a coworker making sandwiches about some croutons she needed made (while we have a 20 person line) and by yelling I mean berating and insulting us really loudly in front of the customers. My one coworker got pissed and said “bye” in the middle of service and only came back after our manager texted him and begged him to finish the shift. And after the whole ordeal she looked me in the eye and told me that if I ever don’t do what she said when she said it, I’d be written up. I told her I’d make it easy, bye (do note other coworker hadn’t shown back up yet) I guess after realizing that some how this shift lead managed to get not one, not two, but three (the coworker I had left with her left too) to quit on the spot then it must’ve been bad. I got my job back-no consequences, and life has been chugging along.

So our pet store does the stupid santa event where people can bring their dogs to come take a picture with santa!!! and honestly I hate it I’m sorry

Yesterday I got 1001 calls from people who were either just curious or legitimately upset that they hadn’t gotten the santa picture in their email yet (the pictures were taken with our ipad and emailed to customers) and I’m like… it’s been 2 hrs since the event! The pictures are still uploading on the ipad! wait a damn minute, there were like 40 taken, it’s gonna take some time to process…


and apparently today, someone put in a complaint with corporate because OUR SANTA WAS A WOMAN.


Keep in mind we don’t hire out a santa, one of the employees has to be santa… and our store is 90% female employees and the one guy really, really did not want to do it. So a woman volunteered and you can’t really tell under the suit and beard anyway!!!


But someone COMPLAINED TO CORPORATE because ‘SINCE WHEN IS SANTA A WOMAN’ (quoting here) and we had to shut down the event entirely because we didn’t have a replacement santa.


I honestly fucking CAN’T with people.


Also the Extreme Couponer that got huffy with me not only complained to corporate about it but also put up a facebook review and got her ass kissed by corporate ffs. they sent her a gift card because she was a dick.

at work my mind was preoccupied with Star Wars and I came into a store to ask if I could use their restroom (I work for the city so my wearing a bright neon jacket/vest usually means store employees are nicer to me) and I was about to say “thank you, you’re a lifesaver” but my mind went to “thank you, you’re a lightsaber” and it’s a good thing I didn’t open my mouth because wow

Misguided

So today I heard this story. I won’t say from where just to cover my butt, but it happened.

So a woman went into one of the two major chain pet stores and asked to buy… all of their birds. 27 birds, of various types. Employees questioned her and couldn’t find anything that was expressly a red flag (aside from you know… wanting to buy… ALL the birds they had in stock… weird…) and ended up selling this woman… all their birds. She didn’t buy cages, she didn’t buy supplies, just… almost a thousand dollars worth of… bird.

Then she went over to the OTHER chain pet store in her town, and attempted to buy all of THEIR birds. Second store employees got suspicious, called the first store to ask if she bought cages. Denied the sale upon hearing she didn’t, I think.

but wait, there’s more! You can probably guess where this is going…

Next day, the woman comes into chain store #1 and asks to purchase all their guinea pigs, mice, and reptiles. All of them. Obviously, staff is weirded out. One of the managers apparently gets suspicious and gets into contact with the apartment the woman lives at, by the address she put on the paperwork from the purchase of all the birds.

Apartment manager tells the store manager that the apartment has a 2 pet limit.

Actual red flag, refuses to sell her anything else.

It comes out this woman was going to RELEASE all these animals after buying them, and even goes so far as to insist the employees should let her do it if they ‘love animals’.

And I just. Wow. There’s so much wrong with that idea.

These are all captive born and raised animals. Pets. Species that don’t naturally exist around here. So for one, they cannot survive in the wild. They largely don’t know how to get food aside from having it given to them by humans. The birds she probably already let go will get eaten by any number of things, or starve to death more likely. If the animals do survive, they’re invasive and can seriously fuck up the ecosystem.

And yet this woman was convinced, spent HUNDREDS of dollars (if it wasn’t a stolen card idk really like… really?) because she thought releasing these helpless animals to wreak havoc in the wild was some kind of kindness.

It just boggles my mind. How can you claim to love animals and understand them so little? What she was doing was torture, perfectly happy to sentence those animals to a painful death.

And yea, chain pet stores sell animals to people who don’t take care of them, which isn’t much better. But um… dropping thousands of dollars to… let them into the ‘wild’ …. is not the answer holy shit.

Reminds me of the time PETA bought a bunch of lobsters to ‘save’ them from slaughter for food and released them into a freshwater river. Where they fucking died because they’re saltwater. lol.

I just I CANNOT BELIEVE people. Aiyeee. I feel bad for the birds this woman did manage to buy.

I’m so tired of people getting pets without learning how to take care of them

Dogs are omnivorous, cats are carnivorous.


If you don’t feed your cat meat, it will die.


Dogs need exercise every single day, not just when you feel like it.


Betta fish need a MINIMUM of 2.5 gallons sized tank.


Most pet fish you’ll see are tropical and need heaters.


Most reptiles need a humid environment. Your living room is neither warm enough nor humid enough.


Rats and budgies are highly social animals and need to live with others of their kind. Read: always get more than one.


Rats like to climb and need a cage taller than it is wider.


Goldfish grow to be 10"-12" and live to be 10-20 years. Yes even that cheap $0.50 one. They’re pond fish. And yes, their bodies actually do stay small if they’re kept in a small environment but their organs will continue to grow and will eventually crush each other, killing the fish prematurely.


Some fish will fight, kill, or eat each other and it’s not “just a fact of nature” it’s you not doing your research and putting the wrong species together.


It takes a few google searches and maybe twenty minutes of link clicking to learn the basics.


It’s not the responsibility of the pet store employee to teach you everything you need to know. The pet store employee might not even need to know what you need to know. All it takes to be a pet store employee is to be more than 18 years old.


I’m just tired of seeing uninformed people put their pets in poor situations. Just. Research. Just a little bit. One google search. Please.

Another thing that really bothers me about the conversations around ‘riots’ is the amount of people who have a binary image of ‘big capitalist store’ versus the romantized ‘honest local store’ and think they can tell the difference from a photo. 

A lot of local stores feel the need to compete with the big stores and treat their employees like shit. There are so many ‘local’ stores out there exploiting teenagers and undocumented people, paying them less than minimum wage, pushing them to work without breaks and to unpaid overtime. And local activists often know exactly who the worst bastards in town are. 

When I was young I worked at a cute little local bakery that exploited a hand full of underage workers, denying us basic workers rights and minimum wage and exposing us to constant emotional abuse. We worked long shifts on ovens placed much to close together without proper protective gear and we burned ourselves almost every day. We were given minimal time and no proper supplies to treat burns. I once burned myself very badly and dropped the bread I was holding and the boss made me sit through a ten minute shouting before I could treat my burn. I still have clear scars from that work after many years. 

So if the riot ever comes to that town, you can bet I’ll be right in front leading the charge to burn that cute little local bakery. 

So my grandmother and I went into town today to hit up the Walmart for corn meal. She warned me that a lot of brands mix a little wheat flour in, so we’d have to check the ingredients. Since Deacon doesn’t have any experience with corn meal, I figured I’d give him a little test and have him check the bags before we looked at the ingredients. He alerted to every bag on the shelf.

My grandmother thought this was the Best. Thing. Ever. She was so delighted to have him alert and then she’d look at the bag and say “yes! he’s right! check the next one!” (video is him checking the second to last one on the shelf). Because of this we gathered quite a crowd of spectators, one of which was a store employee, who ran a few aisles over and brought back a bag of gluten-free cornbread muffin mix for him to check. He said it was safe, at which point everyone watching collectively lost their shit. You would have thought we’d just won the Stanley cup. Strangers were hugging. It was unreal.

So afterward I held an impromptu Q&A session since none of them had ever seen a service dog before, and then a police officer who was watching told me all about the Malinois their force had, and even got choked up talking about the dog’s passing last year.

Since getting home, my grandmother has proudly told this story to every single person that called the house this afternoon (she’s a very popular lady), whether it be family members, quilting friends, or the preacher, one of which responded, delighted, that her daughter had already heard the story from her husband who was doing the grocery shopping that morning.

Small town life, ya’ll.

How They Act When You’re On Your Period (Avengers Preference)

Sorry I haven’t been around lately guys!! I’m hoping to start being more active again! Hope you guys like this and it begins to make up for my months of inactivity! I’ve had this request for a while so I hope y’all like it!

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Tony Stark:

He buys you everything you could want, and more. The first time you ask him to go to the store for you he comes back with every single piece of chocolate he could find at Duane Reade and about ten different boxes of pads and tampons. He also has a new heating pad and your favorite take out. When he’s done putting everything away (he insisted on doing it himself while you tried out the new heating pad), he lays next to you on the couch, pulling you close and kissing the top of your head. You thought he couldn’t get any more perfect until he finally ques up your favorite romcom without you having to say a word.

Steve Rogers:

Steve is sort of embarrassed at first. Back in his day this kind of thing wasn’t exactly talked about, especially not with scrawny ol’ him. So the first time you ask him to go out and grab you a few things he turns so red, you swear you can see his chest flush beneath his white cotton t-shirt. After he stutters for a few seconds and tears start welling in your eyes because you are just way too hormonal right now, Steve runs out of your apartment only to return a few minutes later with your favorite chocolate, your exact brand of tampons/pads, your favorite movie, and a cute teddy bear wearing a captain america outfit. He lays with you for the rest of the day, holding you close and rubbing your stomach as he spoons you on the couch, all forgiven.

Bucky Barnes:

Bucky takes it in stride. Much like Steve, he wasn’t exactly used to talking about this kind of thing, but as soon as you tell him you need him he’s there to do whatever you ask. He makes you breakfast in bed. He runs to the store to get you chocolate. He even goes to the store to get you tampons/pads (making sure he has your preferred brand and type written down). When he takes a while to come back he tells you he had to ask for help from a store employee. And whenever he gets back he spends the rest of the day holding you in his lap as he holds a heating pad to your stomach and whispers how much he loves you into your ear.

Bruce Banner:

He stutters a little in the beginning when you first bring it up. He’s used to this type of thing, but only from a doctor standpoint. He goes and gets you what you need, but he also asks you questions that you would normally only hear from your doctor, making you blush as much as he had earlier. After he agrees never to ask you those questions again, you both go to lay in his room as he brushes his hand through your hair and reads you your favorite book. You spend the rest of the day curled up in one of Bruce’s big knit sweaters, drifting in and out of sleep, with a cup of your favorite tea sitting on the bedside. 

Clint Barton:

He invites you up to his little nest. He fills it with your favorite blankets from the Tower (he even gets rid of the old ratty one you hate for the few days you’re up there), and has a stash of your favorite chocolate. He makes sure everyone knows not to bother you for the next few days as you just laze around and curl up together. Clint spends the whole time reading you your favorite books and telling you stories about his more memorable missions. He just wants to make sure you’re comfortable because he knows how tough you are and if this is causing you pain it must be rough. 

Pietro Maximoff:

Pietro spends the few days running around town and getting you whatever you want. Chocolate, tampons/pads, your favorite take out, flowers, he even runs out and gets you that new shirt you’ve been eyeing in the H&M window for about a week now. By the time he’s done running around all you want is for him to come and cuddle with you in bed. And that’s exactly what he does, after running around the tower to grab your favorite blankets, junk food, and turn on your favorite movie. Pietro wants you to feel like a princess because that’s exactly what you are to him. 

Thor Odinson:

He is so sympathetic. He buries you in a mountain of blankets and curls up with you, holding you close. He let’s you wear his huge sweaters that smell just like him, and he even lets you use his cape like a blanket. He offers to go to the store for you, but you know exactly how that would turn out so instead you ask if he can just make it storm outside, letting you two have the perfect lazy day inside. As the thunder rolls outside the window and the rain patters against the roof, Thor rubs soothing circles on your back as he tells you stories of the nine realms and his adventures back in Asgard. 

Loki Laufeyson:

He is kind of confused at first. He asks if this ailment is something he can fix with magic but you vehemently tell him no, not wanting to risk whatever consequences may arise. Eventually Loki realizes all he can do is be there for you so that’s exactly what he does. He lounges around with you all day, making you tea and reciting poetry to you while you lay in bed. He offers to go to the store for you and you instantly regret it when he comes back with adult diapers (”the package looks the same!”). You can’t stay mad though when he holds up a bag of your favorite junk food and let’s you wear his cape for the rest of the day as you two pig out and watch your favorite cheesy romcoms. 

Sam Wilson:

Sam stays in bed with you all day long. He holds you close and gives you all the covers. He even blows off Steve when Steve comes around asking for a training partner. He wants to make sure you know that he’s there for you in your time of need and nothing is going to make him leave your side (unless of course you need him to go to the store for you). He’ll even run you a hot bath in the evening with your favorite candle lit on the counter and your favorite spotify playlist humming quietly in the background. The other guys on the team may call him whipped, but he knows how to treat the love of his life right. 

Scott Lang:

He likes to joke around but when you give him that look he totally understands. He builds you a giant pillow fort in the living room and wraps you up in your favorite blanket, handing you a warm tea and piling up all of your favorite junk foods in the corner of the fort before turning on your favorite princess movie. He’ll hold you until you doze off before he sneaks out to the store to grab you what you need. He’s back before you wake up and holds you close the rest of the day, cracking jokes every so often. Before you doze off again, he tells you how thankful he is that you’re going to be around when Cassie goes through all this, but you reassure him that he would be fine.

T’Challa:

He spends the few days you’re on your period treating you like a queen. He has servants attending to your every need, and you never even have to change out out of your pj’s. And while he may have to attend to a few meetings, he makes sure that he’s able to be with you as much as possible. When the meetings are over the phone he lets you sit in his office with him, setting you in his lap and rubbing his hands up and down your back. When he’s not busy with meetings or training, T’Challa spends the day in bed with you, holding you close and keeping you warm. He also brings you cute little gifts like flowers he picked himself from the jungle, beautiful jewelry made of the stones found in the Wakandan mines, and he even brings you a kitten to keep you company when he has to be away. 


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Hope y’all liked it!

Imagine and Preference requests are OPEN! (Still no ships)

Harrison: Excuse me I lost my friend he’s got brown curls and is short and he kinda looks like a baby can I make an announcement?

Store employee: Sure

Harrison: *leans into the mic* Goodbye you little shit.

the chronicles of meme-llura
~ in which allura completely misuses earth memes


allura: yeah can i get uhhhh, one bofa?

mcdonald’s employee: what … what the hell’s a bofa

allura: (starts giggling) (raises her finger and opens her mouth)

lance: (stepping in front of her) wHAT MY FRIEnd meant to say is, um, she’d like a mcflurry please, yeah, ha, we’re ordering together uh make that two mcflurries


(allura and hunk at the comic store)

comic store employee: hey, morning guys, let me know if you need help finding anything (sneezes into his elbow)

hunk: thanks man we’re all set

allura: yes, and (dabs) right back at ya ;))


mrs. holt: (puts a plate of dinner before allura) and for our royal guest ! :)

allura: thank you mrs. holt :) it looks so delicious, i can’t wait to vore all of this!!

matt: (drops his fork)

pidge: aaaaah would anyone like more peas come on allura let’s go get more


allura: (walks up really close to keith while he’s drinking a soda)

keith: (looks at her and stops drinking) what—

allura: (grabs the soda can and throws it out of the nearest window) YEET

Can you imagine the changes to the workforce and how we treated workers if no one HAD to work to survive?

Like often I see these complaints about a universal basic income that are like “well then no one would work!” and I think there are lots of people motivated to have more money even when they have enough to get by, but I also I think, that’s kind of true, if regular employment looked and functioned the way it does now.

But with UBI if both employers and society wanted people in certain jobs those jobs would have to offer more than just “you need us to survive”. They’d have to offer satisfaction and community and purpose.

Imagine the changes places like WalMart and McDonalds would have to make to how they run their enterprise if they had to woo and entice their employees into wanting to be there. Imagine the end of “the customer is always right”, both because employers know their workers won’t put up with and because consumers are forced to have a respect for workers choosing to do this with their time to make the community function when they don’t have to.

Imagine the progress to automation and technology now that we don’t have to worry about unemployment as a result. So instead of a store having 40 employees, they have 10 and automated self check out and price scanners and store apps you can pay on, and automated self-driving bots to keep inventory and restock at night. (And that’s when you don’t just order online, shopping in-store is now inherently a Boutique experience).

But those ten remaining employees are So Valued by the company, and so carefully educated and trained and respected as experts in what they do. People go “you could do that when you grow up, help people shop and find what they need and know what products are best for them.” And it wouldn’t be an insult like “you’ll wind up flipping burgers”, but instead a respected option “you can help people have warm fresh food in one of the oldest and most prestigious international groups in the world, and look at their travel programs and free clubs and classes” (McDonalds wins the Fast Food Mario Kart Tournament every year, their team is best in the nation and if you want a good esports program you work at McDonalds).

Evidence shows people would still work. Evidence shows people want to improve their situations and want to have structure in their lives. Evidence shows the only populations who take advantage of a UBI to not work are students who choose to focus more on their studies and new mothers, who choose to spend more time with their kids.

But it would increase the bargaining power and social power of the average employee by so much. They’d have the option to walk away. And employers would know it and consumers would know it and employees would know it. So if we wanted it to keep working, employers would have to start catering to their employees wellbeing and health and happiness as well as their wallet.

And it would be so good.

Got7 at the mall
  • Mark: Touches everything, buys nothing. Accidentally flirts with all the cashiers.
  • Jaebum: Like a white knight, he's drawn to the outcasts. He says it's better because he'll be the only one wearing it. Well, there's a reason for that.
  • Jackson: Goes to buy things for himself, leaves with bags full of presents for other people. Always asks for a discount.
  • Jinyoung: A ritual shopper. Subconsciously goes to the same stores in the same order every time, like clockwork. Knows all the employees by name, and asks about their lives.
  • Youngjae: The hat store's biggest patron. Once had to be forcibly removed from the pet shop because it was half an hour past closing time and he just wouldn't leave.
  • Bambam: He is the king, and the mall is his kingdom. He knows every store, every sale, every nook and cranny like the back of his hand. The cashiers all know ridiculous rumors about him, a la Regina George. Surprisingly frugal.
  • Yugyeom: Spends so much time in the food court that the workers think he's a store employee playing hooky. Always tips the piano player.

“We both tried to grab at the last copy of that desired book at the same time and had a tug of war.” (from this post)

Sterek ficlet, T, ~1.6k words. Basically, I was going to just do a tiny little drabble as a warm-up for working on one of my WIPs, and then I was having too much fun with it to stop.

(Btw, if you couldn’t tell, I totally made up the book series in question. Any resemblance to any actual book is completely coincidental.) 

It’s definitely some kind of torture that on the day the seventh and final Path of Wolves novel comes out, Stiles still has to go to school like it’s not the most important day of the year or anything.

And okay, so it’s not like anyone else in Beacon Hills has even heard of these books except Scott, and then only because Stiles can’t shut up about them, but still. Stiles spends the entire day practically vibrating out of his skin with the anticipation. He’s pretty sure he hasn’t taken in a word any of his teachers has said today. The only reason he doesn’t try to make a break for it during lunch is that he can’t afford another detention on his record, and even so, he’s still sorely, sorely tempted to risk it. In the end, he has to get Lydia to hide his car keys from him.

(He was going to ask Scott to do it, but Scott would have caved as soon as Stiles started begging, and Stiles is definitely not above begging, so Lydia it is.)

The instant the final bell rings, though, Stiles is out of there, flying across the parking lot and gunning the Jeep. The bookstore probably only ordered a few copies, and if Stiles isn’t holding one of them by the time he leaves, somebody’s about to get murdered.

Not that he actually expects any competition, but it’s better not to let these things go to chance. He already messed up once by procrastinating on pre-ordering until they were sold out; he didn’t think it was possible for a Path of Wolves novel to be sold out. He was wrong, and now he’s paying for it by having to physically go to the bookstore to get it.

Either Stiles vastly overestimated how many copies the store was going to order, or else he vastly underestimated how many people in Beacon Hills read these books, because when he skids to a stop in front of the New Releases shelf, there’s only one copy left. One beautiful, perfect hardcover copy.

Lucky for him, one copy is enough.

Except that when he grabs ahold of it, someone else does, too.

For a long second, Stiles can’t even believe what he’s seeing. Another hand, on his book. Another hand that’s not letting go, even though Stiles has already clearly and unambiguously grabbed it by the spine and isn’t letting go, either.

Stiles turns his head incredulously to get a look at this usurper, and it’s Derek Hale. As in, made-of-muscles, leather-wearing lacrosse captain Derek Hale.

Until this moment, Stiles wasn’t even sure Derek could read, and now he’s trying to steal Stiles’ obscure eight-hundred-page fantasy novel. What.

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honey.

“I’ve heard people say you fall in love at the most inconvenient time in your life for a reason.”

“I guess I’m in love then, because now is a very fucking inconvenient time and here I am, still thinking about you.”

basically a senior year college au where eddie is a script writer with no inspiration and richie is a painter who loves making a mess of everything - also features record store employee bill, photographer stan, bartender mike and super domestic bev and ben who own two cats - (coming soon to a blog near you)

Storage Room (M)

Originally posted by seagulljjk

╳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

╳ Genre: (one shot) smut 

╳ Summary: You didn’t know that accidentally being locked in a storage room with Jungkook could turn out to be so fun.


All you wanted to do was go to the mall by yourself and have a relaxing day but no, of course that can’t happen. You were just walking by a store, glancing at a display window, admiring a cute outfit until you heard screams. You quickly whipped your head around to see a swarm of girls coming at you. You had no time to think before you got pushed into the store, the employees freaking out trying to shut the door, and a guy in all black pacing back and forth.

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10 Tips From a Cosplayer

Okay, so I’ve been doin this nonsense for about 8 years now and here are my 10 biggest tips for anyone else doing this sadistic hobby (This is a bit geared towards people who make costumes just FYI. I will post another more geared for beginners or those who buy later)

1) Remember Why You Do This.

Maybe you showed up to con and were 1 of 74 Jinx’s. Or maybe your costume wasn’t as accurate as someone else’s. Or maybe it feels like everyone else made theirs and you bought yours. So what? Did you have fun? Did you meet friends, and/or bond with the people you came with? Unless you’re in the contests, remember that it ISN’T a contest. And even the contests are meant to be fun. Alternatively, don’t let any elitist fans ruin your fun.

2) Don’t Take Yourself So Seriously.

Remember that being a cosplayer doesn’t make you ‘more’ of a fan than someone who doesn’t. Remember that you do this for your own enjoyment and that is all that matters. Spend as long or as little as you want on a costume, end a con with 20 silly selfies and some new friends, compliment that other cosplayer in the same outfit because you clearly both have something in common, don’t think of them as competition.

3) Don’t Be Afraid to Ask for Help.

Parents, siblings, teachers, friends, neighbors, craft store employees, theater teachers, art teachers, people online. There are tons of people who could offer help with even little things like what glue to use on foam that needs heatshaping(non-flammable x-treme elmers glue is nice) , what paint to use on leggings (apparently fabric paint stretches with it just fine), ask your grandma what stitch is best for rounded edges on cotton (idk), ask a JoAnn’s associate what thread to use. In my experience store associates are extremely helpful, even with things like a second opinion on matching colors.

4) Use Coupons.

Seriously. If you can, set up an email just for coupons. Going to Michaels for a 2 dollar little thing of paint? Use that coupon they emailed you and now it’s 75 cents and you have more money for other things like fancy fabric or idk food. Check if any stores have student or teacher or senior discounts if that’s applicable, then you’ll have a discount even without coupons. Especially good for big purchases. If you’re buying everything at once there is almost definitely some sort of 5 off of 30 type of coupon out there. If you are able, this is a good way to set up a savings for con or your next costume maybe, just look at the receipt, see how much you saved and set that much (or a part) aside for food/hotel/gas/merch.

5) Look at your Source.

No matter how well you know your character or your design do not go very long without looking at the source. Working on a wig? Have a picture in front of you the whole time. Maybe sketch out the different angles beforehand. Going fabric shopping? Stare at the original. If you print out a reference pic know that it may be slightly off. If you’re doing a costume where the color seems different in every shot (like Rey from Star Wars) then pick the one you like. If you can, consider coloring or painting a swatch of the color on an index card and bringing it with you to compare. Seriously. Keep checking the source when working. It’s equivalent to “measure twice cut once”.

6) Measure Twice Cut Once.

Even in crunch. I know, it’s stressful and scary and frustrating but you know what is more frustrating and scary and stressful? It being 8pm the night before the con and you just cut that last bit of fabric too small. Or your wig too short. Seriously. Just double check yourself.

7) Check Yourself Before You Wreck Yourself.

Outdated meme but useful tip. If you’re getting anxious to a difficult level, or exhausted physically or mentally  address it. Take a break. Take a nap. Eat a meal. Go for a walk. Watch an episode of that show you’re trying to cosplay. Play that game. Watch cosplay videos if you’re scared of losing motivation. Just don’t push yourself too hard or you risk messing up parts of your costume and more importantly, you risk hurting yourself. Don’t work until you accidentally stab yourself with a hot iron and have a panic attack. Would you rather spend 15 minutes playing with your cat or crying and bandaging yourself?


8) Use It.

Found some fabric you love for that SnK skirt thing, but it’s infused with glitter?Who cares, use it. Every cosplay you have seen of Red Hood has a lot of leather and cargo pants but you want skinny jeans and suede? Use it. The costume is for you. Make it how you want. To quote the great Hilary Duff “Why Not?” Also, go listen to that song if you need encouragement. 

9) Enjoy The Whole Process.

Maybe it is redundant at this point but seriously. Have fun. Not just at the con, party, photoshoot, meetup etc. Have a wig styling party. You finished that jacket? Nice, wear it out shopping and be proud. Make a playlist for each character you work on or general motivational music. 8-tracks.com is great for this too. Test those seams/that hairgel/ those shoes/ flexibility by putting on your jam and dancing around. Send snapchats to your friends when you test your make up. Skype your aunt to show off that circle skirt. Put your hat on your dog. 

10) Procrastination isn’t Great.

Probably don’t put off making your costume by making a list of tips for other people.