someone who’s chaotic good (me) should never be allowed to run a bakery by themself (my job)
Why
well I work for a bakery inside a grocery store and we end up composting a Lot of stuff because it’s a commercial chain and they don’t care because capitalism
so every night an hour before closing, I look thru all the stuff to see what expires the next day, and I make it “free samples”
then I hang around by the cookie table and the donut case and whenever kids come around talking to their friends abt “if they don’t buy this, they can afford that,” “do we have enough money to buy donuts?” etc, I chime in and I’m like….
hey…free samples over there take as many as u want…..take the whole thing….just eat them before u leave the store…..go…run…eat pastries….be free
you are exactly the kind of person i wanna see running a bakery
This is basically the default practice for anyone not living and working in corporate dystopia. If you cannot use or sell something, it’s worthless to you. If something is worthless to you but someone else has a use for it, you let them take it away; you get the worthless thing disposed of for free, which effectively is the best value you’re ever going to get out of the otherwise worthless thing, and you also get to network with a potential contact or just generate a bit of goodwill.
You see it all the time in small business. If a construction company has a bunch of useless bits of warped lumber cut at odd lengths, they’re not going to bother disposing of it themselves if someone wants it for firewood. You got your own truck? Great, it’s yours, saves us the gas and labour costs of hauling it away.
Food destruction is one of the worst symptoms of a broken, inefficient, oligarchic economy. It’s actually wasting labour (and therefore money) to destroy something that is worth no money to its owner, on the presumption that someone, somewhere, will be desperate enough in its absence to buy something else. It’s dubious policy at best even from a ruthlessly pragmatic standpoint, and from all other perspectives it’s basically nihilistic insanity.
I like this post and agree fully. However – if that bakery would have the “free samples” standard every day for an extended period of time – eventually people who do buy usuaully might end up just waiting for the free sample hour. How do we fix that?
The aid I just spoke with for my Republican Rep was really nice and asked if I had any comments to pass along to her
EMPHASIZE THE FCC SHOULD NOT SET THE PRECEDENT THAT THEY CAN JUST DO WHAT THEY WANT WITH NO OVERSIGHT
I know you guys don’t wanna talk to people, god knows I didn’t want to either but for the good of us all, CALL THEM
BE HEARD
They can’t say ‘these are fake’ the way the FCC did
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#BOOST THIS
i dont live in the USA but i have friends that do so i’ll reblog the shit out of this for you guys
IF YOU DON’T LIVE IN THE USA AND YOU STILL HAVE NET NEUTRALITY THIS AFFECTS YOU TOO.
IF THE USA REPEALS NET NEUTRAILY THE COMPANIES IN YOUR COUNTRY WILL LIKELY WANT TO FOLLOW SUIT AND SAY “IF AMERICA CAN CHARGE FOR CONTROLLING THE INTERNET, WHY SHOULDNT WE?”
SO EVEN IF YOU LIVE OUTSIDE OF AMERICA REBLOG FOR YOUR AMERICAN FOLLOWERS TO CALL THEIR REPS!!!
When I was 10, my mom made me wear a bra and it felt like a punishment for being different.
When I was 10, I took the bra off when changing for gymnastics and accidentally dropped it in the school hallway. A teacher picked it up and said, “Oh, this must belong to you” and handed it back to me in front of everyone. I quit gymnastics.
When I was 11, I thought maybe the boobs would be okay so long as they didn’t get any bigger than would fit in my hand, so I kept measuring it, but they did.
When I was 12, I started wearing two or three sports bras to smush them down, until one day a classmate said, “Are you wearing two bras?!” while laughing.
When I was 13, a boy told me he wanted to squeeze my boobs “until they popped.”
When I was 14, I got cast in a play as an older character and a classmate told me I got the role because I had boobs.
When I was 17, my mom told me to return a swimsuit because it would be too distracting for my boyfriend’s father.
When I was 21, I got properly fitted for a bra and everyone felt the need to tell me how much better my boobs looked.
When I was 26, I got pregnant and my immediate fear was that my boobs would get bigger.
When I was 28, I got shamed for trying to feed my screaming baby in public without a cover.
When I was 28, people asked me “why are you bothering to use a breastfeeding cover?”
When I was 30, people gave me weird looks that I wasn’t yelling at my kid for putting their hand on my boob.
When I was 31, I avoided going to the beach or pool because I didn’t want to have to deal with boobs in a swimsuit.
When I was 32, I got asked, again, “why don’t you get a breast reduction?”
When I was 33, I watched a 5yo girl get shamed for running around in sweltering heat without a shirt on and had to reprimand a bunch of tween boys who thought it was okay to shame her for doing something they do all the time.
When I was 34, my kid kept patting my breast and saying “Mommy’s squishy breast!!” They will never see me express any shame about tits, because I want them to have a different mindset than I had. Yes, boobs are nice! They’re squishy! They’re fun! That’s the end of that.
I’m 35 and no longer give a fuck. I don’t care anymore. As a teenager my tits were covered in stretch marks. They’ve been engorged with milk. My nipple changed shape with pregnancy. Give it another couple decades and my breasts will probably be all wrinkly. It’s sexual when I’m using it sexually. I don’t fucking care, and I won’t be ashamed anymore.
Every time a policy or cultural hangup treats people with breasts differently, it fucks us over.
Tumblr’s new policy makes an active choice to participate in this culture of shame. By classifying “female-presenting nipples” as explicit material, Tumblr has taken a stance that any chest or breast that differs from a male default is worthy of shame and unavoidably sexual. The idea that breasts are shameful and unavoidably sexual is exactly what fucked me up for so much of my life.
Stop shaming people for having bodies.
I’ve been seething in rage thinking of this all day and @aibidil put into words what was reeling in my mind.
I really … don’t know what the mom expected… I really do not
Is Abcde a stupid name? Yes, of course it is.
Does that give the employee the right to post a photo of the girl’s full name online in order to mock it ok? Absolutely not.
Apparently the employee had a habit of taking photos of people at work and making fun of them, and the mom only contacted the airline when she found that out. That is perfectly reasonable. The employee should absolutely be fired.
But also, don’t give your kids names like Abcde.
There are no heroes in this story
The only innocent in this tale is the poor kid who can’t help the fact her parents think naming their kid Ab City and spelling it Abcde is Acceptable
I’m getting my oil changed, sitting in the lobby while I wait, and this lady is talking to the clerk about some kind of payment she needs to make (a store card, maybe? Probably). She asks if she can make her payment in store and the guy says, “Cash payments, yeah.”
Lady: “So can I use a debit card?”
Clerk: “No, unfortunately, that’s the downside. You can make a payment in store, but it has to be cash.”
Lady: “So I can’t use a check or a card?”
NO LADY YOU FUCKING CAN’T HE SAID CASH PAYMENTS ONLY TWICE JFC I HATE PEOPLE
(Since tumblr’s reply system sucks, let me try that again on a reblog.)
This reminds me of the single greatest thing I think I’ve ever witnessed.
I was grocery shopping once at a store where their internet was down (or whatever they used like… 15 years ago?… to communicate with credit card companies). There were signs EVERYWHERE that said “No Credit Cards at this time. All purchases are Cash Only.” Big ones at the registers too, but the cashier working my line was also telling every person before ringing them up.
This guy in front of me let the cashier ring him up and then HANDED OVER HIS DEBIT CARD. I am almost certain the cashier didn’t even say anything before calling for a manager, but when the manager got there, she was like, *totally robotic, dead voice of a person who has literally said this a THOUSAND TIMES*, “We’re cash only today.”
The customer said, “That’s a debit card. It’s just like cash.” And he was super condescending about it.
So the manager opened the cash drawer, took out a 5, 10, and a 20 dollar bill and proceeded to study all the bills next to this man’s debit card. I mean, squinting and smoothing her finger over the corners and everything. (My money is on this woman being a theater nerd, lol.)
But anyway, I’m starting to quietly lose it, because this has just turned from annoying to The Best Thing Ever in the blink of an eye.
Finally, the manager goes, “You’re absolutely right, sir. Sorry for the inconvenience, it’s EXACTLY LIKE A 10 DOLLAR BILL.” She opens the drawer, puts the bills away, PUTTING HIS DEBIT CARD ON TOP OF THE PILE OF 10S, and calmly says, “Your remaining balance is (whatever his total was less ten dollars).
Of course the asshole customer lost his fucking mind and started ranting, and I’m sure that manager caught hell for it, but dude. Best Power Move Ever.
I have no idea how it actually ended because the cashier opened a different line to check us out, but man. I will never forget that.
This lady is my hero. May she still be out there, in perfect health, destroying entitled assholes like a wrecking ball.
Raen 