forgive-and-take:

beckyloveslife:

I work retail, and have for many years now. I’m not an easily fazed person and have a Talk No Shit, Take No Shit mentality. However, I also have a pretty intense anxiety disorder on top of other mental health issues and when I started 6+ years ago there were some customers who got to me.

So, to all the workers facing Karens and Kens out in the wild, here’s my advice - cry.

If you have the type of relationships with your coworkers and managers that will support you, don’t try to hold it in. Cry like the overworked, underpaid peon you are.

Nothing terrifies an asshole Karen like the indisputable proof that their actions/words are affecting you as a real live person. They feel perfectly entitled to cuss out a cashier over a wrong order/no cash policy/ face mask mandate but when that person starts to cry and asks them why they’d say such mean things? A whole other story, my friend.

There’s no way to make that situation look good to the manager they demanded to speak with, either. My manager literally got a security guard fired for being so verbally abusive he made one of her employees cry.

This strategy has multiple benefits -

1. You’re not standing there trying to pen up your emotions, crying is a great physical release for negative emotions and you may very well feel somewhat better afterwards.

2. The person who precipitated the situation is forced to not only see you as a person with feelings, but also has to confront the fact that their abuse has consequences beyond themselves.

3. It can actually give your higher-ups leverage to address these situations. ‘They yelled at my employee’ is one thing, but 'They yelled at my employee until they were in tears’ is a waaaaay worse offense. A good manager can use that. Hell, it can get a security guard fired!

tl;dr: We live in a capitalist hell but we can work the system and cry at work to shame awful customers

I was maybe… 19? Working as a student assistant to the head of a department in my university, a super friendly but obnoxious guy. I basically did office tasks to assist his secretary, who was a fucking force of nature, while he golfed with wealthy potential donors. Anyway, one day in the middle of the office, he called her “good girl” and patted her on the head in what I assume he thought was a funny, friendly gesture. Everyone else froze, and then this incredibly tough, no-nonsense secretary burst into tears.

The boss apologized profusely. He was genuinely shocked. When he left, she wiped her eyes and was completely even again. She said, “I had a feeling that words wouldn’t be enough to teach him a lesson,” and we all got back to work.

The dude was HAUNTED. He brought us to dinner to apologize. He talked about professionalism and how he’d been overly familiar. He put the work in and conveyed respect even for us student grunts. He was not going to slip up again in his nice, cushy job.

That woman changed the way I interact with the world. Sometimes, you need to remind people that you are a human being and so are they, nothing more, nothing less.

lenorenevermore99:

paranormaltheatrekid:

fucked up hurt/comfort. the person who stabbed you tends to your wound. the person who killed your loved one helps you grieve.

Originally posted by travelergirlx

Literally their dynamic

scarletsabers-blog:

Baba: how many scars do you have?

Varadha: i dont know. Never kept track.

Deva: thirty two

Baba:…

Varadha:…

psycloclo:

Do you want another best-seller?

dear-ao3:

beautifulterriblequeen:

its-your-mind:

glowcowboy:

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw

We are each other’s night sky. No one is alone here.

night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you

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signalwalker:

asharomi:

little-theatre-fairy:

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karmacamilleon:

karmacamilleon:

they call me an undercover agent. the way i’m. under the covers :) cozy in bed :)

they call me a sleeper agent the way i. well. i shan’t say.

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