I honest to God cannot get a lucky break anymore.  Everything just falls apart.  I just wanna quit everything.

caffeinebitch:

To all the baristas participating in Happy Hour today, may the odds be ever in you favor.

It’s day three and we have had two baristas hospitalized, one transfer stores, one was fired, and our manager put in her two weeks notice.

This is the one Hunger Games I might actually win.

Well this is one way to get me to like less posts.

I guess Tumblr decided that all of us liking 6000+ posts was just too much and decided a deterrent was in order.

My English professor likes to make casual and barely relevant discussions of his pet political beliefs in class the main discussion, do you think he’d take it kindly if I did the same in my papers for his class, providing opposing viewpoints to his?

So one of my coworkers was convinced it was safe to spray our store’s sanitizer in his mouth because the box said “organic” on it.
Now I’ve never taken a chemistry class but I know there’s a difference between organic compounds and FDA certified organic. Clearly he didn’t. Okay. But he also missed the warning signs all over the same box that said “WARNING CORROSIVE HARMFUL IF INGESTED”.

The look on his face when I explained this to him was priceless.

My cousin got married without telling anyone and he’d only known the girl for four months before.  They’ve posted a ton of pictures on Facebook of their wedding (only the bride’s family is present because they didn’t tell our side of the family) and everyone is writing “congrats!”  “so proud!” blah blah blah.

The internet makes everyone capable of being incredibly fake and it’s both fascinating and disgusting.

My drawing prof’s absurd size requirements make me not want to do the assignments. 36"x48" is too cumbersome for drawing, I don’t have a full studio to work on this, nor do I live on campus and can use the uni’s studios.
I’m just gonna do a series of smaller drawings that add up to that requirement. Harumph.

I promised myself that as soon as I saved up enough to make my final tuition payment for the semester (done) and then paid off my credit card (almost done), I’d treat myself to Hyrule Warriors. But now I’m having Majora’s Mask feels and I kinda want that…

I’m living away from home this week and I didn’t know we needed a folder to submit my English class’s first paper in… and this is the only one I had. At least there are no expectations!

Shout out to the two strangers that saved my unprepared butt this snowstorm:
Guy in the parking lot with the brush that helped me clear off the rest of my car roof, you’re awesome.
Neighbor whom I’d never met before but helped drive my stuck car up the snowy hill of my street, you’re getting fresh baked cookies as soon as the weather clears.

You men are amazing.