if ur gonna label one incorrect Bi person “Bi Tumblr” I’m just gonna go ahead and assume you’ve been looking for an excuse to demonise Bi people, especially when we congregate in groups, and were a Biphobe all along
Can’t stop, won’t stop: Protesters in Ferguson rally again, seeking justice for Mike Brown. More than a month and a half after his death, his killer, Darren Wilson, is still a free man. (Pt 2)
Because it wouldn’t be a protest in Ferguson without fuckery from the police. A driver plowed his car through protesters, grazing several and running over a young boys foot. Beyond taking several hours to transport the boy to the hospital, they took even longer to arrest the motorist. Who did they not wait long to arrest? Two of the protesters who had been documenting the altercation for the world to see. If you’re not angry, you’re not paying attention. #staywoke #farfromover #nojusticenopeace
TERFs: biological essentialism is not feminism, it’s not science, and it’s a fucking dangerous concept.
I was going to argue but then I read “skinny white feminist blogging about social justice” and the fact that you pride yourself on speaking on…
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Seems like they’ve passed their goal (yay!) but I gave $10 just in case. It would be criminal for these beautiful animals to be needlessly destroyed.
Update: They announced that they have paid the bank and will be able to keep the farm! They also extended the campaign for 11 more days so you have time to buy Haafell mugs, bags, or chocolate to raise more money for these goats because they deserve it.
Q:911? Yes this bitch keeps harassing the world with her extremist, feminist ideologies, do I have permission to defend myself from this obvious sociopath who can't be trusted around men because of her genocidal hatred of the male gender?
Mate, I’m not the one harassing you because you keep coming to me, you realise that?
Misognynists and the level they will go to prove they’re not misognynists, while still calling me a bitch, are life’s weirdest enigma.
Okay, brace yourselves, because I am about to level some freaky shit that the US government is doing to its own citizens that not enough people know about.
boycott all non-organic food
white male leftist who’s never gone hungry/lived off of food stamps his entire life (via aloofshahbanou)
I hate it when people politicize food consumption
Like you never had only $20 in your bank account and could only afford to eat Kraft for a week man
Shut the fuck up.
I understand that Monsanto is the devil and I hate them and I hate monoculture agriculture too
But don’t penalize the people who don’t have the means to make a ~*~ideological lifestyle~*~ out of their food choices
Feeling this so much lately. Recognize people’s economic realities.
Recognize people’s economic realities.
YES. (via mirandaadria)
CULTURAL GENOCIDE: Before and After photo of a young Cree boy, forced to attend a Canadian “Indian school.” (1910)
I want to show this to white people who say that cultural appropriation isn’t a big deal because you’re taking a part of someone’s culture that was insulted, attacked and taken away from them for years and years and now you want to wear it as some sort of costume or fashion trend. But your ancestors were the ones to forcefully take away and obliterate OUR cultures for centuries. We STILL aren’t allowed to freely embrace our cultures because white people love to insult us and make fun of us, but white people themselves love wearing it because they think their mayo asses are entitlted to everything. Nope fuck off.
I wasn’t prolife at birth because I couldn’t process any thoughts other than eating, pooping and sleeping. I was on the fence for some of my teenage years because I had family and religion telling me to be prolife, but common sense telling me to be prochoice.
And yeah, abortion does kind of make you “unpregnant”. Not sure what world you live in where a pregnancy continues after an abortion. Nice job being a shaming asshole, though.
You were pro-life at birth because you were born and alive. Even if you couldn’t process thought, being given life made you for LIFE not ‘choice’, because if your mother would of made that ‘choice’ you wouldn’t be here ranting about it would you?
The statement about abortion not making you ‘unpregnant’ but the mother of a dead child is true. How is it not? From the moment of conception you’re the mother of that baby. Sure you aren’t pregnant anymore, that’s the whole point of the the quotations marks. You aren’t pregnant because you just ended a life. It doesn’t just make you unpregnant it also makes you as I have already said, the mother of a dead child.
Do you seriously think prochoice means wanting to end every pregnancy? Seriously? I know many prochoice people who have kids. Prochoice means that you get to CHOOSE what you do when you’re pregnant: parenting, adoption, or aborting. If you think prochoice means that we just want no one to ever have kids ever again, you’ve got another thing coming. So no, no matter how much you want to project your misguided world views on infants, they are not prolife. They are not pro anything until we put ideas in their heads.
That is your opinion. It is not an objective fact. Abortion literally ends a pregnancy, thus making a person not pregnant anymore. That is a fact. You calling post-abortive people mothers to dead babies is cruel and callous and you should be ashamed of yourself. Do you sleep well at night comfortable in knowing that you hurt people? It is staggering how little the antichoice side cares about born people.Edit: Also, fuck you. By your logic, people who miscarry are mothers to dead children. How horrid are you.
I want to note that the way the sex binary looks like it’s present throughout the animal world is that white scientists have a terrible habit of labeling everything “male” or “female” even when it makes no sense.
Like, by any reasonable metric, bees have three sexes:…
The Waitressing Chronicles: Wherein Dani does not refill your soda 20 times just because she thinks it’s SO MUCH FUN.
Tonight was one of the worst kinds of nights you can have in the restaurant industry. It was a pretty busy Saturday night, the kitchen was running smoothly, my coworkers and I were coexisting peacefully, and 99% of my tables were awesome, and I really had fun serving them. (Yes, I did say ‘worst’. I’m getting to that part, hold on….).
Some of them were a little needy, but after you’ve served for a few years, you start developing a sort of spidy-sense about which guests are going to require 30 diet coke refills, 5 servings of chips and salsa and roughly 2 gallons of ranch before they even crack there menus open (seriously…I think some people have such an addiction to ranch, that if it isn’t constantly on their table, regardless of the presence of any other actual food, they start to develop anxiety. Some people need to carry around EPI pens in case of emergency….I carry around ranch dressing. You’re welcome), so I was prepared. Even my needy tables didn’t rattle me too much this evening.
Generally speaking, all of the components necessary for a pretty kick-ass shift were present and accounted for.
And then my tables started cashing out. 10%tip, 5% tip, no tip, no tip, 10%….20%, FINALLY! Oh…wait…they didn’t do their math correctly, that’s actually only a $2 tip. Wonderful.
My enthusiasm for my job and my shift plummeted rapidly and I was ready to stuff my hot towel in my apron and go home faster than the cheapskate at table 7 could say “Keep the Change” as he handed me $40 for his $38.64 tab.
Some people just genuinely don’t know any better, and I recognize that. Sometimes I’m a little off my game, and I fully own up to that as well. But tonight was not one of those nights. I was on point…and I’m good at what I do.
So let me deviate a little bit from my normal Chronicling to give something of a PSA on behalf of waitstaff everywhere.
80% of servers make under minimum wage. This is a fact. A miserable, lamentable fact. The hourly wages that our employers provide are essentially just so that the government has something to take as far as immediate taxes on our tip money, and we don’t get slammed with having to pay it all back at once in April. Our “paychecks”, therefore, are usually somewhere in the neighborhood of $30. If that. It’s a pretty crummy system, and believe me when I say that we’d probably rather be making a steady and reliable hourly wage instead of depending on tips, but unfortunately that’s not the society we live in.
So. Your tip. How much do you tip, and who gets it?
A lot of that depends on the restaurant you’re in. Look around you. Do you see hosts and hostesses? Is there a bartender? A busser? If any/all of these people are present, rest assured that your server does not get to keep all of their tips.
We “tip out” to all of the other support staff (busser, host, QA expo, bartender, etc.) at the end of every shift. The amount of money we tip out to these staff is determined, not by how much money we make, but by how much we’ve sold. For example, at Chilis, I tip out 3% of my total sales at the end of the night. (So if I sold $100 worth of food and drinks, my tip out would be $3. Last night, I had $1100 in sales, and had to leave behind $33).
What does this mean? This means, that if you don’t leave a tip, or only leave $1 or $2 (assuming your total tab wasn’t $10.) your server actually loses money on your table. We still have to pay taxes and tip out based on the amount of food YOU ordered, not to mention that you sat there, and took up one of my tables for 2 hours, which I could easily have flipped twice in that time had you not felt the need to camp out and then leave me $2 (I’M TALKING TO YOU, TABLE 36.)
It pretty much boils down to this: a 10% tip is the bare minimum. It means mediocre service, and relates a relatively neutral - bordering on negative message to your server about how they did their job. 15% indicates that you’re content and happy, and your server was proficient at taking care of you. 20% is excellent. Excellent food, excellent service, excellent everything. That’s how we read your tips.
Also, you can basically write whatever you want in the tip line. If your total bill was $45.67, and you write in a $5,000 tip, and then write “$45.67” on the total line, and sign it…..guess how much I’m authorized to charge your card for? That’s right. $45.67. So please (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) double check your math when you’re totaling out your bill. I lost no less than $27 in tips last night simply because people couldn’t Math correctly. Perhaps ranch dressing in excess has an adverse affect on people’s ability to do basic arithmetic. Or perhaps it’s a complication of margarita-induced brain freezes. Either way. It sucks. Please don’t suck.
Tipping is not optional, and it is not a privilege for the server. Back in the day, it probably was, but unfortunately, that’s no longer the case. When you sit down at a restaurant there is an unspoken understanding between you and your server. It’s their responsibility to make sure you have a stellar, enjoyable and relaxing meal, and it’s your responsibility to make sure they can afford to pay their rent. And before you start in on me (because I can hear the rumbling of offended restaurant goers from here, like distant thunder…calm yourselves, beasts!) about how entitled you are to not-tip, let me tell you now, honey child, I’ve heard every retort in the book.
"Your restaurant should pay you better, that’s not my fault" - Well. Yes. I agree. But they don’t. So it sucks for both of us. But until it’s announced that tipping is no longer needed in the service industry, the burden of determining my “paycheck”falls on you Trust me, I’m not happy about it either.
"You should just be happy that I left anything at all." - If your tip was in addition to the $10/hr my restaurant was paying me, you bet your left shoe I’d be happy for any little bit you wanted to throw my way. But they don’t. And I know you know that, faithful restaurant eater. So when you walk out, leaving me $3 after having waited on your family of 6’s $130 meal, I’m going to interpret that as a direct and intentional personal insult. You may have thought you were coming out on top by not leaving the appropriate $13-$26 that your bill merited, but really now you’re just a dick. And I can promise you that every server who was working that night will know about it. Good luck getting chipper service next time you try to come to our restaurant. We remember.
"Tips are dependent upon how well you do. That’s what TIPS means. ‘To Insure Proper Service." - I almost don’t even want to respond to this one, but unfortunately it’s a very popular notion. First off, lemme just lay it out there that if you believe this, you’re a dumbass. For multiple reasons. If that acronym was in fact true, they would be called “teps” (to…ENSURE….proper service. English, for the win!) and you would give them to be at the beginning on the meal. Because that’s what “to ensure proper service” implies. How comfortable would you be if you had to tip your server at the beginning of the meal, knowing full well that you had to sit there for the next 45 - 60 minutes facing the person you just handed $2 as you ask for 3 more sides of Barbeque sauce, a 5th coke and some ranch.(Just because of reasons. Everyone needs ranch. ) You’d probably be a little uncomfortable, wouldn’t you? You’d probably shell out a lot more were that the case, wouldn’t you? How great is it for you that you get to demand special ordered food and request exactly 45 napkins one at a time from your server and then immediately slip away into the night after leaving your server $1.63. You’re such a champ, a real stand-up type of person. I hope your kids leave legos in the hallway tonight, and you step on three of them as you stumble to the bathroom at 3am.
"Why don’t you just get a real job. You’re choosing this lifestyle" - Whoa buddy, whoa. Did you really just say that to me? Let’s rewind this a little bit. I’m on my feet, running, squatting, lifting trays, clearing dishes, entertaining table after table, pretending to love being regaled by the intricacies of your oh-so-fascinating life and reassuring you that your baby IS the most adorable baby I’ve ever seen for 6-10 hours a day. Usually, unless I have time to take a bathroom break (please note that I didn’t say “need” to take a bathroom break. If. I. Have. Time.) , the first time I get to sit down after walking through those doors and clocking in is when I get back in my car to go home at the end of the night. Someone please tell me how that’s not a “real” job? Or how it’s any less “real” than your 9-5 office job? I bet that desk chair does a real number on your lower back. Your office manager should really look into providing you with the lumbar support you deserve. Please, tell me more about it as I stand at your table side balancing 30lbs of dishes on one hand that you seem to be oblivious to, as you continue to complain about your cushy job.
You have a valid point though, in that I did choose this job. For me, personally, I know that waiting tables is only temporary. The tips I earn go towards food, gas, insurance, cell phone, car payments, my gym membership, student loans, text books and other basic life-needs (shampoo is expensive ommgggg). I’m also trying to save up so I can afford to move to New York after I finish my Master’s Degree. I’ve got a lot on my plate, but not nearly as much as some of the other wonderful people I work with. Take, for example, the 20 year old single mother of 2 who was in the section next to mine last night. I’m not sure if she finished high school or not, but her kids are her life now. She started waiting tables at 16 so that she could afford to buy diapers and formula every night before she went home. Waiting tables isn’t just her “get me through school” job. It’s her career. It’s how she feeds her kids. So go ahead, leave her no tip on your $120 check, table 23. I hope that pasta you inhaled gives you heartburn. And she’s not the only one. Every single server in any restaurant you eat in is at your mercy to provide for themselves and their family. That is the responsibility you sign up for when you walk into a dine-in restaurant. It is an unfortunate part of American culture.
Don’t like it? Go to a drive-through. That’s what they’re there for. Better yet….stay home. Cook for yourself.
If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to eat out. I know that sounds harsh, but it’s completely true.
Thank you to those of you who are awesome. Awesome people and fun tables actually make this a pretty kickass job a lot of the time. Keep up the awesome. If you doubt your level of restaurant awesome, never fear! It’s totally something you can build up over time, kind of like distance running or heavy lifting. Baby steps. You’ll get there.
YES THIS THANK YOU
"If you can’t afford to tip YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO EAT OUT" …. My head hurts from nodding agreement on every one of these points. I’m smiling and tensed just from reading this. I hate waiting tables … I do not plan for it to be a career it gets me by .. That is all gah some people make me angry when they judge my job
Sorry your paycheck sucks, but tipping isn’t mandatory. It *is* optional, and it makes you sound incredibly entitled to say otherwise.
Yeah how dare she expect to be compensated for her time and effort the way it’s understood she should be by a ubiquitous social contract AS WELL AS those handy dandy tipping guides almost all restaurants print out onto the bottom of their checks.
it’s embarassing that ao many ppl think paying people for their work is optional, like, good luck playing that out to it’s logical conclusion
Tumblr user japanophile25 is one of those assholes that don’t tip.
Tipping is not optional. The end.
Brimfield PD (Ohio) - This is the new puppy at training today….we don’t think the bullet proof vest fits….just yet
Cops need to fuck off with this K-9 shit.
Dogs are awesome and sweet, stop turning them into tools of oppression and subjugation.
And especially stop using cruelty and abuse* to do it.
*Often called “training” in the industry.
One of the vet’s offices I worked for was the go-to animal clinic for police dogs in the city where I used to live. Every, single one of those dogs was completely out of control and prone to attacking both humans and pets. Their “training” (which we saw examples of multiple times… it often consisted of slapping the dog or “dominance” bullshit) apparently didn’t include an off switch.
In the 3 years I worked for that particular clinic, we had at least 6 fights between K-9 police and other animals and 2 bites because their handlers insisted they had them under control. After the second (serious) bite, we had to require all K-9 officers to be muzzled upon entering the clinic.
There were at least 2 handlers who actively encouraged their dogs to bark at the cats boarding there through the glass to the cat room. I had to ask one of them 4 times to stop, and he told me he was “just letting the dog have a little fun” and that “it won’t hurt the fucking cats,” before pouting like a child in the waiting room.
Fuck. All. Cops.
These dogs are a mess from start to finish. They’re intentionally bred to be over-the-top and out of control (people like to call it “drive” but a biological drive is different from being constantly over the stimulus threshold all the time). The training makes it even worse, and what you end up with is a majority of K-9 and military dogs that are completely untrustworthy time bombs.
What makes it almost worse is the department we worked with imported GSD/malinois mixes for 20,000 dollars plus per dog. Then, if that dog didn’t “pass” their abusive, nasty training course, they—get this—gave them away to local families for “protection.”
Talk about time bombs. Shit’s unimaginably irresponsible.
reblogging because i’ve seen this image on my dash a lot lately without the commentary on how fucked up police dogs are.
My parents gave away their dog to the RCMP after I was born. He tried to kill literally the first cop he saw after training and was shot to death.
And don’t forget that the dogs are trained to “hit” on drugs & etc. whenever the handler wants them to.
Another problem for gauging the reliability of canines is the bias of their handlers. In a 2011 study published in Animal Cognition, the sniffing accuracy of 18 trained dogs was tested over two days. The dogs’ handlers had experience in drug and bomb detection. They were falsely told that the scents of drugs and bombs had been planted in rooms of the church where the test took place and that some of these points were marked by a piece of red paper. Recorders, who weren’t told the purpose of the study followed the dogs to write down where they raised an alert. Out of 144 searches, 123—involving 17 of the 18 dogs—raised a false alert. Most strikingly, the handlers were most likely to claim their dogs picked up a nonexistent scent when they saw a piece of red paper.
The researchers concluded that handlers cue their dogs, deliberately or not, and this affects the animals’ accuracy.
Help me prove a point
I have never reblogged anything faster.
Unfortunate for the books, but speaks loads about the quality of some fan fics
You have no idea how…
Isn’t it really weird that anti-choicers say “how does an unborn baby become a person by just moving out of a vagina?!” when they’re the ones that say personhood starts as soon as an egg becomes fertilised.