you have an interview next week. you always have an interview next week. The managers who interview you all seem to share the same pleasant, blank face. They promise to call you back in a few days. They never do.
they say the minimum wage is going up soon.
you must have two years of experience. you must have five years of experience. you must have ten years of experience. experience in what, exactly? the job requirements bleed into an ancient latin text as you attempt to decipher them.
the people in the photos in the craigslist ads smile eerily at you. their eyes seem to follow you around the room even after you click away from the job posting.
do not apply in person, the posting says. do not send in your resume. do not apply. we’ve lost too many employees to the creature as is.
you plan on leaving your job soon. you’ve been planning on leaving your job soon for months. you keep making excuses as to why you haven’t left your job yet, but you know deep down that even if you put in your two weeks tomorrow, you wouldn’t leave the company as the same person you were when you applied. if they let you leave alive at all.
you seem to see “help wanted” signs everywhere. when you enter and inquire about them, the employees wave you away. you hear their cries for help again as you leave.
you are more than qualified for the job that you are applying to. you are over-qualified for the job you are applying to.
you do not get the job.
Oh god.
You begin interviewing the interviewer. You know everything about the company, the position, and the person across from you. You don’t like them very much. So you start to train them. Now they know better. They still do not hire you.
A third person comes into the room, you’ve been sweating in your chair for over two hours now. You don’t know why you’ve had three identical conversations with nonidentical people. Maybe it’s a test? Is this the comprehension portion? You always aced those tests.
The personality test says you’re a level 35, and you’re glad. You didn’t feel like a level 17, and no one ever hires level 2 personalities. You add the results with all the other tests in the filing cabinet you can no longer close. The papers that spill out have line after line of your personality traits as if they’ve unraveled your genetic code. You need to fit into the personality group of the company.
You wake up from a fugue state surrounded by writing samples, clutching your chest, heart hammering. It’s four in the morning.
You wonder if 401K is the name of the ghost down the hall. You catch them from the corner of your eye, but you’re never really sure if they are actually there.
A question is asked by one person, but it echoes, a multitude of voices saying the same things, over one and the other. You have been here before. You feel cold.
Tell me about a problem you had and how you solved it?
I am stuck in a loop. Everything is the same. I wake up, I eat, and go to this interview, and then I go again. Every time, the same questions are asked and I can’t stop them. Nothing stops. You just don’t remember me, but I’ve been here before. I remember it all. Everything.
You tell them about the time you solved a problem using customer service skills.
They tell you there’s plenty of jobs out there, They do, Them. You just have to look, so you pick those up. Find some jobs, NO NOT THOSE ONES, THOSE AREN’T REAL JOBS. GO GET A REAL JOB You’re scared. Why are They mad? What did you do? You worry if your job is REAL. Are you real?
The real problem with books-turned-movies isn’t “omg they didn’t include every single word in the book” it’s “omg they completely overlooked the main theme, threw out any significant allegories, took away all the emotional pull, an turned it into a boring action movie with a love triangle in it”
1. See it as something that is temporary. Even though it hurts now, it doesn’t mean it’s permanent. You’ll find other people who will treat you well – so be gentle on yourself and recognise that it will pass.
2. Learn to enjoy your own company. See it as a time to reflect on your life, and really think through what you want for yourself. Also, find different interests you can do on your own – and maybe try something different you’ve never tried before.
3. Spend time looking after animal. Pets are accepting, reliable and loyal. They’ll never hurt your feelings – and are good company.
4. Treat other people you meet really well (talk to people at the checkout, or smile at those you meet). That will likely result in a warm, friendly response – and will remind you that others still appreciate you.
5. Hang out with those who like the same things as you. If you’ve taken up a hobby or you like watching sport, speak to people you meet at these events. Even though you don’t know them, they are still good company.
6. Don’t let this bad experience hold you back. Keep reaching out to others, have the courage to take risks and eventually you’ll find someone who will be a loyal friend – someone that you like and who will treat you well.
Once some guy mentioned that when i laugh my mouth looks really weird and now whenever i laugh around people i don’t know 100% i cover my lower face with my hands.
A girl who didn’t like one of my friends told her that her eyes squint different sizes when she smiles, and now whenever she’s happy she look’s down or away.
You’ve gotta be careful with what you say to people, because it might turn their happiness into insecurities.
drivers and lancers are raised together, trained together, live, work, and doof together, and they are expected to die together, no matter the death. when nux goes to joe with the gauze, slit tries to follow with the boot. nux is always looking back because he still half-expects slit to be behind him, cause slit has to be alive and following him, they live, die, and live again only if they are together.
OMF THESE FEELS *clutches chest*
My baby codependent war slugs ; -;
Slit living through everything and finding out Nux died without him T -T
I see no art; I see no fics. /But I want it to be a thing/.
I kinda see them more as a brotp, to be honest, like if Nux survived, well, he’s spent his whole life being subservient to one man and now that that’s gone I can see him transferring those feelings to Max? Old habits die hard. Like “i fixed your car!” “Wow that’s really cool thanks” “I BROUGHT YOU BREAKFAST MAX.” “Thanks but you didn’t have to-” “i captured you some servants!” “Wtf put them back where you found them!”
“Put those back” “You don’t even want-” “no” “But-” “no” “…*confused face*”
Capable quietly untying everyone. “So sorry for the inconvenience. He’s a nice guy, really. Just go back to whatever you were doing.”
“HE DRIVES LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL”
“Yes i know. Sorry again.”
Nux following Max around with puppy dog eyes and laughing too hard/agreeing too much at everything he says and finally max is like, “stop it. You don’t have to prove anything to me. I like you fine the way you are naturally.”
“Y-you do?”
Max just rubs his head absentmindedly and grunts and Nux just ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆
Whenever he sees Max around he’s immediately like “HI MAX OMG HOW’RE YOU HOW’S YOUR DAY BEEN”
He’s like a psychotic duckling.
Exactly! He imprints~ - w- Babe
THE MAX/NUX headrubbing thing is CANON. It was only a split second so I missed it the first time around, but after Nux chokes on gasoline that he was spitting into the engines and Max is like, “Here lemme do it,” he reaches over and rubs Nux’s head as he passes him like “You did a good job is ok i’m not mad” and Nux is like :D
OMF I KNOW I LOVE THAT PART
He’s just like “you done good kid, go on back”
Ug actual dad max
Cept that I kinda ship them :p
IDK if it was scripted or just Hardy/Hoult being adorable and perfect, but I was squealing into my popcorn at that moment.
Dad Max *cries forever over the perfection that is Dad Max*
Prolly just them being adorable xD
And akdbwkdhow Dad Max is so great Like the thumbs up he gives Angharad
One thing I really like about the burgeoning Mad Max: Fury Road fandom is how chill we are with each others ships:
Max/Furiousa: Absolutely! Max/Furiousa brotp: Jaeger co-pilots for life. Furiousa/Valkyrie: Oh yeah! Very awesome. Max/Nux: Frick yes. Nux/Slit: Carry on, you beautiful disaster. Nux/Capable: 10 out of 10 adorbs. Nux/Capable brotp: 10 out of 10 adorbs. No ships at all: Sure thing. Shipping all of the things: Why not?
honestly though why is no one talking about when nux told max “Well, you can ask for more than a jacket,” after he took his jacket back
because honestly that was the cutest part of the movie
He was so positive that Max was on his side, sweet babe
And Max is just like ‘what is /up/ with this weirdo?’
That whole conversation is gold, like Nux is just so happy that they “captured” Furiosa and thinks Max is on his side and he’s like “YAY!! GO TEAM wow we could totally ask for like whatever we want, Senpai is gonna be so grateful, I wanna drive the cool War Rig, what are you gonna ask for huh bloodbag??? :D”. And then Max just like hauling the jacket off him and Nux neither resists nor tries to make the jacket removal any easier, he just stands there while Max pulls the jacket off. And like “LOL bruh that’s all you want is a jacket LMAO like you could probably ask for more than that IDK” and then Max drops him with a hit to the solar plexus. And Nux spends the remainder of the scene huddled in pain in the dirt behind everyone else while the other characters do actual important stuff. :’D
LITERALLY HILARIOUS
He’s so happy and then gets thumped right in the chest
It’s so funny to me because you have all this serious stuff that happens after that, Max taking the rig and leaving the distraught wives behind, Furiosa’s badass dialogue– “Out here everything hurts, pick up what you can and run”, etc – and then behind it all you have sad little trashbaby, lying on the ground with his knees pulled up to his chest, just silently like “BLOODBAG NO, I thought we were brothers, I thought we were friends, why have you forsaken me”.
what if you were in bed tonight and you were really lonely and sad and you were lying with your arm hanging out over the edge of the bed into the darkness and just as you were going to sleep, the darkness reached out and held your hand
i made a thing
This is beautiful.
I cried
I love this. The darkness is usually portrayed as something sinister but I think it’s beautiful.
Fun Fact: In the 1940’s, one way to ask someone if they were going steady was to say, “Hi sugar, are you rationed?” and IF YOU DON’T THINK THAT’S THE BEST HISTORICAL PICK-UP LINE/PUN, GET OUT OF M YFA C E
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I punched a guy bc he was making rape jokes and one of the things he said was “what’s the difference between yes and no? Nothing” so I asked him if he’d care if I punched him in the face and he said yes but I did it anyway since there’s no difference between yes and no and that’s the story of how I gave someone a bloody nose
how do people on tumblr become so interesting that people actually willingly ask them about their life like i’ve been here for 3 years and i’m pretty sure half of you don’t even know my name
I asked one of my (male) friends to stop using the phrase “man up” and he has been using “fortify” for the past two weeks instead and it’s just a little thing but honestly it makes a difference
and tbh it’s also pretty funny when I start to deflate in the library and he leans over and goes “FORTIFY”
Dude, fortify is bangin’. That makes things like you’re some kind of RPG character. Fortify is way better than “man up.”
Girls, if something about a guy scares you or makes you uncomfortable, get away from him as fast as possible. Listen to your instincts. Don’t make excuses. Just run.
Because like a thousand people have felt the need to add comments like “Boys, if a girl scares you” or “People, if a person scares you” and “this goes for everyone” and “this shouldn’t be gender specified” I am going to make it very clear that this post is for girls.
THIS POST IS FOR GIRLS.
Why? Because girls are socialized to not be rude, not ‘be a bitch’, to not hurt a man’s feelings, and that they’re being silly and overreacting if something they can’t explain makes them afraid. Because girls are preyed on by men who use every one of these things to their advantage, who lure girls into their control and molest them, rape them, beat them, and kill them. Because it happens every fucking day and girls need to know that if something feels wrong, they need to get the fuck away from that man.
You don’t like that this post is gendered? I don’t like that girls are abused and date raped and murdered every fucking day and they are STILL pressured to “give him a chance” when a man makes them uncomfortable. So get off your pretentious fucking high horse and support girls instead of telling me “this goes for everyone”.
I honestly love drunk girls so much, last night I was at a party and a girl started crying because she loved my hair
One time in college, I had a fight with my boyfriend and was sitting outside crying, and a drunk girl came over and gave me a leaf to make me feel better.
amazing
i was on the train and 3 drunk girls saw me and said i had nice brown eyes so they sang “brown eyed girl” to me
I threw up at a frat party and I was crying in the bathroom and a drunk girl went upstairs to get me a shirt and came back with a sweater and a kitten.
Amazing
Drunk boys: will gather into a huge pack and harass people passing by.
At the last party I went to three drunk girls fishtail braided my hair by committee
a drunk girl drew an eye on the back of my hand and then patted it with satisfaction and whispered “count olaf”
this is a nice post
once at a barbecue a drunk girl gave the surgical scar on my shoulder a butterfly kiss and said “you’re cured”
A drunk girl at a bar I was at became worried that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition and proceeded to hold peanuts to my lips and just keep saying “peanut peanut” until I would eat it. And after I allowed her to feed me a peanut she pet my hair and said “Thank you”.
what about like. a vampire who is just this weird immortal relative. like maybe at one point they were a parent, and were turned into a vampire, and in stead of like abandoning their family out of guilt or fear, they stuck around through generations and generations in their family and its been hundreds of years and they still stick around and have this huge extended family of people who love them, that weird distant relative who like nobody is sure how they’re related but they are
like a child in their family is born and the mom is like, this is your weird relative who is nocturnal, and the vampire gets to hold the baby and is in all the family photos and everyone is like ‘yeah this is fine, my grandpa knew them so’
This just makes me think of the sims.
but like
vampires don’t appear in photos
these people would have photographs of their child supposedly suspended in midair and just keep them around like
‘oh yeah that’s your aunt when she was little’ ‘why is she floating’ ‘oh yeah thats just steve’
Even better, according to Bram Stoker, vampires appear as skeletons in photos.
“Did you take this picture at Halloween? Is that a decoration?”
“Nah, it’s my great great great great great great great uncle.”
Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp’d town to another due, Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end; Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend, But is captiv’d, and proves weak or untrue. Yet dearly I love you, and would be lov’d fain, But am betroth’d unto your enemy; Divorce me, untie or break that knot again, Take me to you, imprison me, for I, Except you enthrall me, never shall be free, Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
Me:
So, listen - I need a body part that, when shot, will bleed lots, and the guy may even pass out from it, but other than the blood loss he'll be alright.
My Sister MD:
I take it the penis is out of the questions?
Me:
... the penis is still necessary for important plot reasons later in the story.
It’s interesting to see Steve’s insecurity about his friendship with Bucky. Bucky was his best friend, and presumably his only friend. Steve idolized him. As he told Natasha and Sam: even when he had nothing, he had Bucky.
But Bucky? Bucky had a family – parents, probably some siblings. He likely had friends from school, work friends, and friends from army training. He had endless girlfriends. We know he was popular. Bucky had an entire life, and objectively, Steve was only a part of it.
Before Captain America, Bucky was Steve’s world, but Steve may not have been Bucky’s. And because of that, you can see Steve constantly second guess Bucky’s love for him. During CATFA, he doesn’t know if Bucky will follow him into war. In the CATWS funeral flashback, he doesn’t want to intrude on Bucky’s life (even though if the situation were reversed, you know he’d never let Bucky ‘get by on his own’). Even during the final CATWS fight scene, he says ‘You’re my friend’ instead of ‘We were friends’. He’s horrified that Bucky died following him, because Bucky had a life outside of Steve.
I don’t think Steve realized how important he is to Bucky until he broke the Soldier’s programming, just by existing.
I suspect that McGonagall was very forthcoming with her opinions about Cornelius Fudge’s decisions over his tenure as Minister. The addition of a Permanant Sticking charm and a strange hex that made the frames fly over to the nearest blank space on the wall and firmly attach soon became Cornelius Fudge’s worst nightmare.
(After all, having twenty different needlepoint frames scattered across the Minister’s Office with ‘Cornelius, You Gormless Twit’ and ‘Fudge the Nincompoop’ in intricate embroidery didn’t exactly inspire confidence in his leadership.)
For those of you who are completely confused, you’ll need to climb back a few posts in my blog.
