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Local Jewish boy tries his best on Firm’s christmas party. Based on this
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I don’t want to live any longer in this world of “the customer is always right.” This is a world that shows the aggressive, the bull-headed, the cruel that they have full license to behave like beasts to get what they want. Half the time, they’re even rewarded for it; “here, ma'am, so sorry for the trouble, please accept this gift card–no charge.”
I want to live in a world that punishes these childish adults as you punish a toddler throwing a tantrum. No candy for you, Jimmy; you’re going home to bed if you can’t mind yourself in public.
Throw a hissy fit because your cashier isn’t moving as fast as you’d like? Find yourself gently escorted from the store until you can show some basic compassion and patience.
Hurl a pen across the table at your signing agent? You’ve just forfeited your right to refinance your mortgage this week. Try again when your temper is managed.
Scream obscenities at the Taco Bell rep because you know it’ll earn you a free soft shell? Here’s your money back; please feel free to play again when you’ve realized fast food is not worth more than the price of human dignity.
I am so sick of accepting–and, in truth, rewarding–these callous behavior patterns in customer service industries. The fact is, the customer is not always right. The customer is often just testing to see what he can get away with. Stop pandering to spoiled children, and show your employees they have more value than their red polo, or how much abuse they can withstand in a 40-hour week.
We are here to provide a service and to make a living.
We are not your punching bags.
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one thing that a therapist once told me that I want to pass along is
I was talking about how– despite my knowing that it was bullshit abuse apologism and misogyny when people tell women who were raped and abused to “move on”– there was still a very real part of me that wished I could just move past it. I hated that my entire life had to change because of some asshole’s decision to dehumanize me. It made me feel like I could never get rid of him, like the experience planted some ugly seed inside me that would continue to take root and grow through my body until I died.
and she told me, “You know, it’s only survivors we expect this from.”
“What do you mean?”
“For everyone else, it’s understood that your experiences shape how you view the world, how you interact with others, and who you become as a person. We both shape and are shaped by our lives. And most people are met with understanding when they explain defining experiences of their personal histories and how it influenced their views, life trajectories, interests, and identities–except survivors. It’s traumatized people alone we expect to somehow not be influenced by their experiences. You need to understand that the expectation that you can just not be influenced at all by things you have lived through is not humanely possible. What society is expecting of you is to be inhuman. You learning about yourself and being shaped by your experiences is not a flaw in you, it doesn’t make you damaged, it doesn’t mean he is controlling you, it just means that you are allowing yourself to be human.”
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I’ve Survived Every Bad Day I’ve Ever Had, Motherfucker!!!
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our parking lots are a safe space
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do you ever just sit around and think I’m in my twenties.

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hey you know these comics that always have the signature cropped out
yea i found the original artist and
1, these dudes have names 2, theyre happy now 3, the dude is still making these comics
4, theres a shop
so basically what im saying is buy me pon and zi merch thanks
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