Watch out behind youuu #oceancitymd #trimpers #creepy #clown #arcade #mirror (at Trimper’s Rides, Ocean City Maryland)
its really important for men to stand up to other men who say terrible and sexist shit
because sexist men dont listen to what women have to say
do you ever go to sleep really excited bc you kno you gonna wake up in the morning and drink coffee
Johanna Thorvaldsdóttir’s Icelandic goat farm (Háafell) is facing foreclosure in September, resulting in the entire goat flock being butchered - unless enough funds are raised to save it!
There are less than 820 Icelandic goats in the entire world - they are an endangered species. Almost half of them will be lost if this farm is not saved. I visited Háafell 2 years ago and every goat I draw is rooted in this place. Any little bit helps :)
Some pretty cool perks (that tote bag, adorable!) but more than that there is a good cause behind all this. How many videos of screaming goats have I lost my shit over? The Icelandic Goat is a very cool breed. Time to give a little back I think.
Several things near and dear to my heart here: goats, saving endangered species, and small farmers trying to make a difference. Please donate a little if you are able!
Also, for you Game of Thrones fans, this is the farm and these are the goats that apparently were menaced by Drogon the dragon. I’ve never seen Game of Thrones, but still, that’s pretty cool!
This depends largely on the particular shop and its location. High-traffic areas will obviously be busier, but will also be likelier to have more staff on at any time, which spreads the workload out efficiently. Starbucks is good at this, because they’ve perfected a system. Work at the Bux and you will probably not be frequently overwhelmed, even during a morning rush, but there will be times.
Older, more well-established shops will be more likely to have this good system in place, whereas newer shops (meaning new ventures or newly-opened stores) might not. The Green Beans I worked at was a miserable experience because the company insisted we weren’t making enough to have the proper amount of staff on to take care of all the things that needed to be done, which resulted in five(!) veteran baristas quitting within a month (including me). But that was in a high-traffic area. Quieter places will mean fewer or thinner rushes.
All this is secondary, really, to how much you enjoy the job. If you love what you do, the rushes don’t feel crazy, they’re like a fun challenge. If you hate it, no amount of low-stress days will make it worthwhile.
Give it a shot. I used to be a real shrinking violet, the kind of person who never made eye contact, before I got my first barista job at 19. It changed me for the better, and that’s why I’ve been doing this for ten years. It can be nutty, and you may feel overwhelmed at times, but there will be people there to help you, and you’ll learn and it’ll become a breeze. Everyone makes mistakes, makes messes. (Ask me about it sometime.) No worries. Have fun.
My greatest pieces of advice would be these:
- Don’t let anyone make you feel disrespected. Not your boss, not your coworkers, not your customers. Always be respectful and demand the same. You do not need the business of abusive customers, and a good boss will always back you up on this.
- Unless and until you have several years of experience under your belt, don’t argue. I argued a LOT, and ended up embarrassing myself and making things very hard on myself. I whined about having to change routine, about having to do unpleasant chores, about staying late to help clean up. Let others show you how to do stuff, and be flexible.
- Practice and ask questions. It’s okay to make yourself a set of cheater cups with recipes written on them until you get the hang of stuff. It’s okay, with permission, to waste a lot of milk and espresso while you learn to steam and pull a great shot. Do it til you get it right.
- Don’t be afraid of the steam wand. Crank that fucker up. Keep one hand on the knob so you remember which way you turned it. Everyone will have a milk volcano at some point, even people who’ve been doing it for years. It’s okay. The worst that will happen is a mess and a hot hand, and that’s okay.
- Clean up after yourself. If you want your coworkers to love you, never leave your shift until your shit is cleaned up. Clean as you go. Have that fresh bar towel handy. Any time you’re not making drinks or such, look around and stock or clean. There is nothing as valuable and beloved as a barista who always leaves the place looking top-notch. Everyone will want to work with you, and they’ll follow your example.
I promise you’ll have fun. If it’s not the job for you, that’s A-OK, but it’s definitely worth giving a shot!
Thank you so much for the thought out answer!!! That makes me feel a lot better going in. It’s all new to me, (what is a steam wand?? haha) but this is some great advice to start with. It’s a local place in a busy downtown, so I’m excepting to deal with rushes and the like, but in my past jobs I’ll dealt with that sort of stuff before, and I do try to keep my work stations in top shape! So it sounds like I’ll be ok. Thank you!
Almost ran into the biggest spider I’ve ever seen in the wild #nature #spider #capefear (at Fort Fisher State Recreation Area)
i thought the joke would get old and repetitive one minute in but no the entire fuckin thing is gold
THE ENTIRE THING IS GOLD, EVERY SECOND
haha omg this is for grooooms
WHAT IS THIS MAGIC
Even if you are not a fan of eminem, just try to watch the first minute.
Interesting how we’re always hearing how shameful and irresponsible it is to be a teen mom.
But we never hear the same messages directed at teen dads.
Or even the words “teen dad”.
It’s almost like society demonizes women’s sexuality and sexual choices while absolving men of all sexual responsibility and judgement.
Yeezy taught you well
Justin James Reed
So cool to see a former teachers work floating around (and properly credited!) on tumblr.
1. At some point a composer thought to himself, “You know what would be cool? A musical about cats where all the characters are cats.”
2. The composer likely shared his idea with friends, family members, and colleagues. At least a few people in his life said, “A musical about cats where all the characters are cats? That sounds like a good idea for a musical.” These loved ones apparently harbored no ill will or malice toward the composer, and their support was genuine and not part of any elaborate plan to humiliate or ruin him.
5. A second draft was written in which the composer, who was actually already kind of successful, read over his musical about cats called Cats where all the characters are cats and attempted to identify weaknesses and correct them. In spite of this, the second draft of Cats was still a musical about cats.
6. The song “Memory,” the grand dramatic climax of Cats, was completed. The final crescendo of the song, and thus the emotional apex of the musical about cats, featured a cat belting the lyric, “Touch me!” The composer played this song for his father, who continued to love and respect his son and did not say anything to the tune of, “This is ridiculous and you are wasting your life.”
7. The musical about Cats was pitched to a producer who did not immediately kick the composer out of his office. In fact, the producer agreed that the musical about Cats was a good idea for a musical and was willing to put up a great deal of money, like fucking $5,000,000, to produce the musical for a public audience. That $5,000,000 is not a metaphorical $5,000,000 exaggerated for emphasis, but the literal amount of money spent to produce Cats, a musical about cats where all the characters are cats.
8. Auditions were held. People of sound mind and solid judgement willingly chose to participate in these auditions. It is conceivable that a very talented young actress on the cusp of a promising career was rejected by the producers for not sounding enough like a cat.
9. A choreographer, makeup artist, costume designer, and set designer were all hired, knowingly attaching their names to the project. None demanded to work under a pseudonym, none were being blackmailed, and none were working on the musical in order to pay back a blood debt.
11. Cats, the musical about cats where all the characters are singing and dancing cats, opened to the public. It was neither financially nor critically a complete and massive failure. Without having to be motivated by morbid curiosity, actual human beings paid money to see Cats, and theater critics, with no trace of sarcasm or irony, declared Cats a hit, encouraging even more mentally stable adults to pay their hard-earned cash to see other mentally stable adults dress up like cats and dance around for two hours.
12. Not satisfied with simply existing, Cats won the Tony Award for best musical in 1983, permanently recording in time a moment where three other musical productions were told, “I’m sorry, but there is a musical with singing and dancing cats that is better than your musical.”
13. Cats has since been translated into over 20 languages, meaning this isn’t just one of those white people things. Some productions have grossed over $155 million dollars, up $155 million dollars from what rational thought would lead one to guess it would gross. Cats went on to run longer than any other Broadway musical in history. No, seriously. I shit you not, it continues to be a beloved musical today.
Cats is based off a books of poems called “Old Possums’s Book of Practical Cats.” The poems were adapted into songs. So it wasn’t really a “lol lets make a cat musical” so much as, let’s adapt this great book into a musical that happens to be about cat characters. But I’m sure it was still silly to produce.