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Wow, that is incredibly true. If making use of that quote is going to tip the scale...really? It’s like a friend of mine who refused to read “Siddhartha” because he was afraid that it might shake his faith. Dude, if your faith is that unstable, you don’t really have faith.

Just start calling it “Atwood’s Law”. Get it up there with Godwin, Rule 34...etc.

I hate this mentality so much. Me coming in here everyday and shoveling my way through the mountain of shit left on my desk, but not wanting to stay late every night means I don’t care enough.

I agree with this 100%. I can not for the life of me understand why companies, especially creative companies, do not seem to get the picture. When I did admin work, if I was in a bad mood I could still do math, but I can’t design you an epic thing of epicness if I hate this place and think about burning it to the

I feel like I’m reading the Old Testament. The fact that this shit is written down and codified is both “at least we acknowledge what we’re capable of” and “day drinking beings now.”

Also this may have been a clue to his violent tendencies:

I say: take them or don’t. Bring in good people and pay them fairly.

Oh god, don’t even get me started on the bootstrapping mentality.

That’s a load of horseshit. Once you reach a certain point, being better/faster/cheaper is just passing on the cost to your own employees instead of the client. It’s a toxic work culture. And it’s the lack of good legal protections and a decent safety net for workers (and the fact that necessary things like medical

It cost thousands of dollars to make a hollow one. Imagine the added cost of making it solid.

Do you know how much that would cost/weigh?

the person wearing the “only the best for children” shirt makes this perfect.

Eh, I’ll take a pass on eating at fancy restaurants with my coworkers if the alternative is a job where I actually get to have a personal life.

In the 10 years between when my mother and I left and my crazy psycho dad OD’d, we would get a postcard in the mail about once a year (a postcard to be sure that both me and the mailman would be able to read it) from my dad talking about how he wished we could be a family again and he missed me, but my

Have scrambled eggs at breakfast and just slip some spinach in.

Where do you live that it’s still 1998 and how can I avoid going there?

Especially now that women are expected to wear their engagement ring every day forever (or at least death/divorce), it really is critical that she ends up with something she likes, and asking seems the easiest. I mean, can you imagine if your SO bought you a fancy watch with absolutely no input from you, then insisted

My three favorite bands are Black Sabbath, The Beach Boys, and the Band. Brian Wilson is a fucking genius and I will fight anybody who says otherwise.

Did I recreate that scene fifty times when I was a teenager? You know I did.

Honestly I’d prefer to be hired over shawarma or maybe biryani. Fuck even a decent salad would do. I can’t trust an employer who trusts eaters of burrito bowls. I have standards.