I am a 27 year old electrical engineer who works in a little secret lab in the middle of buttfuck Egypt. For one two month period, the office supply order changed from normal erasers to these, and I will not lie - every time I thought I was alone, I would sneak one out of my desk and eat it. They looked delicious. Tasted mid, but the appearance was so stunning that my brain just kept thinking, surely, the rest were a fluke, but THIS TIME it will taste like fruit and sugar.
Anyway, eventually the order stopped, and I was very worried that somehow, they’d found out that I was eating their erasers. So I kind of casually brought it up to my manager that I was sad that they swapped the erasers out, and he was like “yeah, but I kept eating them so they couldn’t stay.”
some of y'all need to learn how to accept hospitality. stop assuming people are only offering to look after you out of twisted obligation that they don’t actually want to do. when you assume that, you are often denying someone the opportunity to genuinely show a friend or stranger love. even if you don’t really care about what they’re offering, it’s respectful of their desire to be kind to accept it anyways.
i had a bunch of girls i’ve never met over for a women’s group. every single one of them denied my offer to make them tea (despite already making myself a mug anyways), get them water, a scone, etc.
i can tell when people refuse to let me be a good host because they “don’t want to be a bother”. like no!! please be a bother!!! i want to serve you and make you comfortable in my home!
not to be like “we live in a society” but really do live in a modern culture than emphasizes individualism to the point where people will reflexively deny any help or kindness from others for fear of treading on their independence. newsflash: dependence on each other is what makes a community. next time someone offers you kindness, accept it instead of making excuses for why you don’t need it. otherwise you’ve robbed both yourself of being loved and someone else from showing love.
One of the things that really helped me make friends as an adult was learning that people want to be wanted, they want to be useful
Accepting help and offering help in return was key to deepening acquaintances into fully-fledged friendships
isn’t it fun to bring people a little drink or a snack or a napkin? yeah. why deny someone else that fun?
They Might Be Giants - Birdhouse In Your Soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I’m the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
you are alone in a room for 15 minutes with no other stimulation but a self-applied electric shock. it hurts but doesn’t do any sort of actual damage. would you shock yourself?
no
once
multiple times
nuance button?
Love that I almost immediately got both a “no????? Why would I???” and a “absolutely fuck yes I would” response in the tags
Prob once, but I can sit and stare at a ceiling with no stimulus for like an hour and be good so…
being alive is great because there are so many different vegetables you can sauté. but then there are also the horrors
with faith and perseverance, one day we will sauté the horrors
i love this website
reblog to sauté the horrors
I’d like to bring to attention another fundraiser which also really needs your support, and it’s that of the Abushammala family. This is a family which has been separated due to the war. Amal is trying to get her family out of Gaza to reunite with her.
In the past few months, everything which is familiar to them, their home, their streets, their neighborhood, has been demolished. They’ve had to evacuate and have been on the run, struggling to find healthy food and clean water. And through all this, her family has persevered and shown their resilience, even as the occupation has been bombing them and cutting access to food and water.
You can see Amal’s 2 sisters, Tala and Eman, in the video linked below talking about their family’s situation and requesting your help.
They will need to raise funds in order to not only cross the border, but relocation fees and living expenses. They still need your support. Their fundraiser is nearly €8000 off of their goal.
And you can find Amal’s tumblr @amalisam where she’s posting about her family’s situation and updates about the fundraiser.
my favourite part of the Wayne Kids being, you know, the Waynes, and popular celebrities is the fact that these are teenagers and young adults who are given … celebrity powers. and i know they’re stupidly petty with them. every time you log onto twitter you’d see 3 of them engaged in a sibling argument, completely uncaring that it’s being broadcasted to thousands of people
Dick, tweeting: Tim stole my sandwich today, hey siri how do i un-adopt a sibling?
Tim: ??? I didn’t steal your sandwich??
Dick: Then who did??? It was there this morning and you were the only one in the manor the entire morning??
Tim: Dick, my unfortunately kind of favourite brother, I was not in the manor today
Dick: YOU WEREN’T?!?!?
Tim: no, I’ve been in my apartment all week. did you hallucinate me?? LMFAO
Cass: I was there this morning.
Dick: Oh. No wonder then??? You 2 look too similar, one of you needs to cut your hair
Tim: Not it
Cass: …
Tim: on second thought, maybe it’s time for a haircut
Cass: :D <3
Tim: Love you too, Cass
Random Twitter User, quote tweeting the last tweet: So did you ever find out who took Dick’s sandwich????
Cass: Jay did.
Dick: JAY DID?!?!?
Cass: Oh. Did you not know?
Dick: NO?!????
Cass: Oh. @/jason start running. Sorry.
Steph: Guys Jason might deadass die again Dick is ONTO him
Random Twitter User: … Again?
Steph: hardly the point rn, jared
Babs: Why did Jason just climb in my window asking me to hide him
Tim: he’s running from Dick, lol
Babs: Oh, why?
Tim: he ate his sandwich
Babs: Got it, he’s hiding behind my couch now, screeching about Cass betraying him.
Dick: BABS DON’T MOVE. DON’T LET HIM LEAVE.