#colleagues with benefits?

[fivveweeks]

unfinished verdante comics from a month ago...

abandoned brush test of that first panel below dont look at me

[kraniumet]

in funner news for me, the kitties love the fresh frozen raw minced meatball cat/kitten food I've begun starting them on. which is good because good for them 👍

[orlandospride]

emma hayes can suck a giant fucking dick with her “players having relationships is inappropriate” when she herself was rumoured to have a thing with a player and after she literally outed alex scott because she knew it was the only way to get kelly smith to come too. fuck you, fuck your ancestors, fuck your club. bellend

[ley-med]

I am in such a foul mood, I wholeheartedly believe I shouldn't be working tonight because I'm going to snap at someone sooner or later. It's not the patients, they are fine, it's not even the work, but I don't have any patience left for my colleagues antics. Get off your lazy ass and do the work you are here to do, do it properly, and please don't talk to me in the process, and especially avoid throwing fits about having to work when you are in fact here to work.

[lylethewaterguy]

This has nothing to do with anything I post on here, but I’ve been seeing a lot of TikTok’s recently that say “your colleagues are not your friends! Don’t trust them, don’t talk to them, just come into work and do your job. Never fraternise with the enemy* (*your colleagues)” and like… babe, you sound like a corporate plant. You might as well be saying “don’t unionise, unions are for losers and idiots. Just do as your told and trust me* (*definitely not three upper management stooges in a trench coat) and everything will be great!”

[thedragonagelesbian]

astarion shooting his shot with ranger cyrus at the party........

[patrice-bergerons]

My favourite office activity has got to be floor time. Any time I have a document I can print and review offline, there you will find me, sprawled on the floor by the window of my individual office, markers and colour pens in hand, not a care in the world.

[poptartmochi]

WAIT HEAD IN THE HANDS 🦅🦅

[albonium]

i'm actually worried of what my colleague will think or say bc it didn't answer his call lol

[terresdebrume]

Oh hello 11pm anxiety attack, I didn't miss you

[spaceyqueer]

the thing that really grinds my goat is when people who haven't known you that long decided your gender & pronouns without asking, and then when you correct them they're like "oh it's so difficult for me :(" you haven't known me for five minutes how are you having difficulty? would you say the same thing if I said "actually everyone calls me [nickname]" I bet you wouldn't but because you assigned me a gender you are apparently incapable of erasing that from your head?

[princesstarazi]

hmmmm not my workplace giving a christmas bonus to the only male member of staff on a team of six, including our line manager, for working hard this year like the rest of us haven't been busting our asses under constant scrutiny at the expense of our physical and mental health for months

[stardustinthesky]

so far they’ve had kensi and callen pretending to be a couple twice and you know what? i dig it

[zorthania]

A piece about survivors guilt.

This comic isn't perfect. I started it back in October 2023, and every time I picked up my pen, I wept.

I bring this to you today, on 9/11, in hopes that you reflect on this day a little differently than how most Americans would. Let it move you to continue to boycott, protest and challenge your family, friends and colleagues. You have a bigger impact than you would believe.

Thank you for reading this with an open heart.

From the river to the sea...

I'd like to bring to attention the fact that the figures depicted above are a gross undercount of the actual number of deaths. I scoured the internet high and low to source my findings and not a single one could break down the devastation that befell an individual ethnicity. Instead, they lumped a bunch of ethnicities together, provided a general timeline, and called it a day, reinforcing the sheer scale of dehumanization propagated in the west. The only consistency between all the articles I looked up was the 4.5 to 4.7 million figure I've included above, and even then, they were all published by western media news outlets... the very same that have been so unreliable and complicit in the genocide of Palestinians today. So I have to take everything they say with a grain of salt.

We are not just numbers.

All of us have ambitions and desires and lives worth living.

With that said, this is your friendly reminder to:

Donate an e-sim

Donate to PCRF to provide Palestinian children aid

Donate to Pious Projects to provide woman with feminine hygiene kits

Donate to CareForGaza to provide food to displaced families in Gaza either through their Gofundme or their paypal

Donate to any of the vetted gofundme campaigns on GazaFunds to help Palestinians trying to flee Gaza.

And if you or someone you know sees or experiences a hate crime and can afford it, SUE. This is a more effective use of your money than most realise. The reason zionists act with impunity is because of the normalization of white supremacy and oppression of ethnic minorities. Challenging that in any capacity tells them that there are consequences to their actions and makes them think twice before engaging in hate crimes and helps raise all of us up against the systems currently in place that let them get away with it.

If you can't donate or spend any money, you can:

Do your daily clicks.

Boycott targeted companies on the BDS list (if you're like me and you don't want a single dollar to go towards anything supporting Israel right now, you can use Bdnaash to double check what products are okay to buy, but the BDS list is sufficient as it is a strategic attack and proven very effective thus far)

Flood your representatives emails and voicemails with how you won't be voting for them unless their politics align with an immediate ceasefire in Gaza.

Attend a protest, be LOUD.

Challenge your circle of friends, family and colleagues with conversations about Palestine. (THIS IS THE MOST UNDERRATED AND MOST EFFECTIVE THING YOU CAN DO)

and if you're really up to, be disruptive in any capacity that you can think of towards major corporations benefiting from this onslaught. (i.e. halting military manufacturers from production + shipments, sticking boycott stickers on products at your market etc)

And finally, if your country wasn't mentioned in the above excerpt, it was no deliberate omission on my part and I encourage you to come forward and tell your story about the suffering of your people so that this may be a learning opportunity for everyone.

You are seen.

You are not alone.

Thank you again if you've read this far.

From the river to the sea...

[evermoreal]

price would be strangely possessive over his assistant.

referring to her as things that really aren’t work appropriate at all. “swee’eart,” “dolly,” “sugar.” once, a “baby” slipped through his teeth, but he was switching the subject before she could really catch on.

it’s hard to pinpoint exactly when it was he started tacking “my” in front of his pet names. “my angel,” “my love.”

even when she wasn’t in the room — it was impossible to know he was talking about a colleague with the way he spoke about her. “my woman’s always on my case abou’ shit like that — cholesterol levels, sugar intake. fuckin’ bullshit, but i do it to make ‘er happy.” or “can’t stay long, lads — got my lady waitin’ on me.”

in the summer months, her skirts get a bit shorter and her tops a bit tighter. he doesn’t blame her, the AC is shit and the heat can be suffocating. what does bother him, though, is the way his men ogle her as they stroll past her desk. how they’re coming up with excuses to visit her throughout the day.

it’s an easy enough fix. “why don’t ye come work in my office for the day, lovey?” he’s already collecting her paperwork. “keep an old man company, would ye? i’ve got a nice little fan too, keep ye nice an’ cool.”

though the job came with benefits, perhaps more than an assistant should be getting, price didn’t think it was enough. when her phone started to slow and the screen cracked, he left a new one on her desk. didn’t bother mentioning it came out of his paycheque. if she complains about her outfit — all my good clothes are in the wash — he’ll take her shopping, doesn’t let her worry about the totals. and, hey, if they end up at a lingerie shop, no one has to know, right? he’s just being a good boss. it’s only crossing a few boundaries when he gets her to model it for him in the fitting rooms. when she disappears behind the curtain, john adjusts himself in his slacks — it’s a natural reaction. on that note, it would make too much of a fuss if he were to correct the worker when she asks if his wife needs any help.

when day turns to night and she’s refusing price’s suggestion of hitting another shop, he pulls into a nearby restaurant, insists on treating her to a glass of wine to end the night. finding out she’s a lightweight is a pleasant discovery — two glasses in and her skin is warm to the touch, she’s giggling and hanging onto his every word. he likes her like this, he decides — but it’s not safe to leave her alone. no, she should stay with him tonight. another few sips and she’s agreeing, changing into one of her new lingerie sets and falling into john’s bed, dozing off with his hand splayed over her tummy, beard tickling the back of her neck.

it’s been too long since he’s had a woman in his life. his wires have gotten a bit crossed. you can’t blame him, can you?

[solemntitty]

the thing about working for gov public health or any major org that does public health or community health is that so many people who are educated and well-meaning end up here and don't fucking know what it's like on the ground working directly with populations. like I work in data and epi related shit rn but bc I've worked directly with populations I'm like. y'all don't fucking know how it actually is. like, don't get me wrong, I know they mean well. but it is so, so easy in this bureaucracy to get lost in the numbers and forget the human impact. or to never have known it at all.