siderealscion:

mALEFISHIENT, MARK

ive been meaning to make work-related comics forever, so enjoy some choice movie title bastardizations.

(these all actually, seriously, happened, with no humor or awareness on the part of the customer at the time as far as I could tell. so, yes, someone actually asked for a ticket to “Detergent” with a straight face.)

selmabouvier:

i haven’t been to subway in 2 years cos the woman went “what bread do you want” and i went “yeah”

hey rich white teen side of tumblr y’all got any spare macbooks y’all wanna toss this way?

plantyourjimmyinmybonham:

this one time in art class we were painting and my teacher was like

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"hannah take off your jacket id hate for you to get paint on your led zeppelin sweater"

and i was just like

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"ok"

ios-7:

tumblr are only deleting blogs that aren’t following me so tell all ur friends

i-am-i-as-u-r-u:

aintnobodygottime4datshit:

typeoneprincess:

nekokunchansan:

sensorium139:

littlexsweetxthing:

Who wants to play a game called Spot the Asshole?

I’d reblog this on my other blog but people need to learn about this if they work in fast food and I have a lot of followers on my main blog.

DON’T FUCKING DO THIS, YOU CAN KILL SOMEONE WITH THIS. 

seriously though, i’ve heard stories of people giving “skinny” people regular soda instead of diet… newsflash: high blood sugars make you lose weight. a skinny persom that asks for diet soda could very well be diabetic… and then if you give them regular soda, you could cause some serious damage, even comas or death. i don’t care how you feel towards a customer, GIVE THEM THE DRINK THEY ASKED FOR.

There is a coffee place near my home and they happens to serve sugar-free hot chocolate being a type one diabetic this is great because it has about half the amount of carbs. This one time I ordered it the employee rolled his eyes at me. When I got my drink I thought it tasted differently but I was with friends and wasn’t paying a ton of attention. Later my blood sugar was in the high 400s and we had no idea why, everything was in order. I had to stay up all night to get my blood sugars under control.  I thought of the employee might have something to do with it. The next day I went back and the same guy was working, my mom confronted him and the manager and the guy admitted that he had given me a regular hot coco and had even put extra sugar in it. He tried to justify his actions because ” how was he supposed to know I was diabetic” and ”I thought just thought she was some chick trying to lose weight that she didn’t need to lose” He lost his job and I never went back there.  But it put be in danger and if I hadn’t caught the high when I did I could of ended up in the hospital.

Something like that hot cocoa thing is ridiculously dangerous. With soda the taste is such a drastic difference that while it is still dangerous you have a much better chance of immediately realizing something is wrong.

I’m a hyperglycaemic pre-diabetic with high chelastoral I’m 17 and only weigh 112 lbs. u give me something I didn’t ask for and u’ll be the one I send the medical bill to when I kill 3 ppl in a car accident cause I passed out at the wheel or had a heart attack.

alarmingpenguin:

when you flip your calendar to january but realize that it’s still december

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whovian-all-over:

ohyousillypotato:

And here we can see the Blogger in her natural habitat.

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The blogger is a shy, docile creature…

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… that prefers the darkness…

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… and tends to be wary of the outside world.

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The Blogger rarely sleeps, and when it does, it does so in seemingly random places.image

We have attempted to understand the dietary habits of the Blogger…

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… but to no avail.

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I am so glad this is back

misspelledlife:

SLAAAAY TORONTO IM SO PROUD OF THIS

jaclcfrost:

love triangles are so unnecessary so often like… they’re used too much… they’re unnecessary. this is unnecessary. i am not interested. i feel like yawning. i’m yawning

getoffmybloghoe:

keep your drugs safe by putting them in a gyro bowl 

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Gf: babe come over
Me: I'm eating garlic bread
Gf: I'm horny and my parents aren't home
Me: it's the kind that's covered in cheese