Reblog to have something good happen at 1:42 tomorrow
I saw this before I left work last night and had a quiet hope, and today I checked my phone at about quarter to two, while I was still on my lunch break, and I’ve just got a job interview with the BBC next week
I’m not a big believer in anything much but I’m so happy holy shit. So like unrelated note but something real good happened to me at 1.42 today lol
These two older ladies came in to shop on New Year’s Eve, one of the busiest days we’d had since Christmas Eve (our store doesn’t do any black friday sales). While they shopped, they
complained to anybody who would listen about the front fitting rooms, said they were being treated like animals for having to try on clothes in a completely private space that isn’t in the back of the store
left items all over that didn’t belong where they were including two expensive purses we have to keep our eyes on at all times
cut in line
demanded every single item they bought be double-bagged & tissue-wrapped
tried to drive our carts, well known for their large poles that prevent them from leaving the store, into the parking lot. Refused help to the curb (legally as far as we can help them) and stormed out with their items.
Today, January 4, my store manager calls me in to the office to review the footage from that day. Apparently, these sweet old ladies (\s) filed a complaint! He showed me the email one of them sent to our district manager, and they bitched about everything from the fitting room to the line (you know, the line they cut). The real kicker is that they had the nerve to claim that the “loss prevention guy (that’s me) was on his phone doing nothing!” They showed up while I was going to lunch, and coincidentally checked out while I was waiting to clock back in. We checked the footage, saw them cut in line, watched them treat our cashier like shit, and found no evidence of me using my phone on the clock. Don’t try to get retail employees fired just because you’re a petty old bitch!! I have a family depending on this job, which I do very fucking well!!!
Some of you never had to be swift as the coursing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, with all the strength of a raging fire, or as mysterious as the dark side of the moon and it shows.
psych majors should be required to kick it with a mentally ill person for at least 80 hours just to be reminded that we are human and not experiments
As both a psych major and a mentally ill person I cannot begin to tell you how many people I have met in my classes who make me concerned for the safety and health of mentally ill people everywhere, especially the young children who struggle.
My first psychology class was fucking wild. Put of around 35 of us only three (one being a close friend of mine) of us had any sort of mental illness. Intro Psych is mainly about brain development with only a small section at the end being about mental illness but Oh Fucking Boy did everyone’s weird ass stereotypes and fetishes jump out in the last chapter.
We were talking about schizophrenia and the one other girl with mental illness was a schizophrenic (it wasn’t known until this exact moment). We were talking about symptoms when someone just asked outloud, “Aren’t schizos like super likely to murder people though?”
I thought, okay, one guy still stuck in the fucking 80’s, whatever.
But Then A Bunch Of People Start Agreeing
And soon we were 20minutes into class and everyone had shared a case of a schizophrenic murdering, abusing, etc etc and They Saw Nothing Wrong With Thinking These Stereotypes Were A Standard
The prof finally stopped them and asked if anyone wanted to make one last statement and this poor girl just raises her hands and “I just thought you all should know that I’m schizophrenic and have never thought about murdering someone, nor have I ever hurt anyone apart from myself.”
And… no one apologized. They literally felt no guilt at all for bashing this girl.
The same exact thing happened when we talked about depression, anxiety, and ptsd.
“Ptsd is what soldiers get after war right?”
“Yeah sometimes, but anyone can suffer from it after a traumatic event”
“How would you know, are you the professor now?”
“No, but I have ptsd from a car crash that nearly killed me so…”
Like god damn I really fucking hate neurotypicals trying to satisfy some weird curiosity they have for “crazy” people or whatever it is like please stay like 3000ft away from anyone with a mental illness and never fucking talk to them dear god
