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Street PortraitHanoi, Vietnam. January 2011D3, 35/f2.8
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Street Portrait

Hanoi, Vietnam. January 2011

D3, 35/f2.8

#995

thisiswhiteprivilege:

White privilege is learning history from the viewpoint of your race, even if you are the only white person in the room.

callant:

Jade gets no love.

callant:

Jade gets no love.

(Source: unpopular-hs-opinions, via syntheticaudios-deactivated2013)

whatwouldkhaleesiwear:

What Would Khaleesi Wear (to battle)?Dragon Scale Handflower by Dragonrose on Etsy

whatwouldkhaleesiwear:

What Would Khaleesi Wear (to battle)?
Dragon Scale Handflower by Dragonrose on Etsy

vizia-the-mod:

omfg hazama, hahahaha XD

vizia-the-mod:

omfg hazama, hahahaha XD

(Source: coin-operated-vagina, via chauvinistsushi)

cosplayingwhileblack:

Characterz: Lady Deadpool 
Series:Deadpool Corps Comics
SUBMISSION

cosplayingwhileblack:

Characterz: Lady Deadpool 

Series:Deadpool Corps Comics

SUBMISSION

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: “’I’d like that case of soda, and that, and that one, and those two over there’.”
Bottom Text: “’Hurry up, c’mon.’ *Snaps his fingers at you*”]
Dollar Store robin here! So last night I was working the soda and juice aisle after close, stocking and making it look pretty. I was about to begin on an enormous stock of soda cans. These two men just walk in because the manager hadn’t locked the door yet, and come directly to my aisle. They start speaking in Tagalog, directed at me, from the other side of the aisle. I don’t speak Tagalog.
Upon coming closer, the men looked frustrated that their message didn’t reach me. Before I could inform them that the store is in fact CLOSED, they just started spurting out gibberish and pointing at the different 24-packs of soda can crates like mad men. They look at me, and I’m about to open my mouth again but then they started talking slower, “I want that crate, and those two right there. A blue one, a purple one, some diet cola, and those three of fruit punch over there.” and snapped his fingers at me, then proceeded to motion his hands with ‘Wrap it up!’ or ‘Hurry up!’. My manager told me it was fine, so I assisted them. The whole time I was loading up a cart (because they didn’t bring their own!) they stood there with their arms crossed.
Just because we’re on the clock does not give people a right to treat us as servants. Treat us with respect and we’ll be more inclined to assist you.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “’I’d like that case of soda, and that, and that one, and those two over there’.


Bottom Text: “’Hurry up, c’mon.’ *Snaps his fingers at you*”]

Dollar Store robin here! So last night I was working the soda and juice aisle after close, stocking and making it look pretty. I was about to begin on an enormous stock of soda cans. These two men just walk in because the manager hadn’t locked the door yet, and come directly to my aisle. They start speaking in Tagalog, directed at me, from the other side of the aisle. I don’t speak Tagalog.

Upon coming closer, the men looked frustrated that their message didn’t reach me. Before I could inform them that the store is in fact CLOSED, they just started spurting out gibberish and pointing at the different 24-packs of soda can crates like mad men. They look at me, and I’m about to open my mouth again but then they started talking slower, “I want that crate, and those two right there. A blue one, a purple one, some diet cola, and those three of fruit punch over there.” and snapped his fingers at me, then proceeded to motion his hands with ‘Wrap it up!’ or ‘Hurry up!’. My manager told me it was fine, so I assisted them. The whole time I was loading up a cart (because they didn’t bring their own!) they stood there with their arms crossed.

Just because we’re on the clock does not give people a right to treat us as servants. Treat us with respect and we’ll be more inclined to assist you.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right. Top Text: “Brace yourselves,” Bottom Text: “Christmas returns are coming.”

I think this goes without saying. Good luck over the next few days fellow robins!

fuckyeahretailrobin:

Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “Brace yourselves,”

Bottom Text: “Christmas returns are coming.”

I think this goes without saying. Good luck over the next few days fellow robins!

eschergirls:

ghostarin submitted:

Another “Born to Fire” artwork thing.
This one bugs me like hell. The men look like they’re going to kick some ass, ready to fight. The girls? (Cough-Smurfette-syndrome btw-cough) They look like they’re some random supermodels and thought it was a photo-shoot and started posing - which is why the guy to the left is looking at them like “Uh… You girls do realize that helicopter is going to shoot us down any minute, right?”

The incongruity between the poses (and sizes) of the men and women is amazing.  The men look like they’re ready for battle, the women look like they are in a war-themed clothing shoot.

eschergirls:

ghostarin submitted:

Another “Born to Fire” artwork thing.

This one bugs me like hell. The men look like they’re going to kick some ass, ready to fight. The girls? (Cough-Smurfette-syndrome btw-cough) They look like they’re some random supermodels and thought it was a photo-shoot and started posing - which is why the guy to the left is looking at them like “Uh… You girls do realize that helicopter is going to shoot us down any minute, right?”

The incongruity between the poses (and sizes) of the men and women is amazing.  The men look like they’re ready for battle, the women look like they are in a war-themed clothing shoot.

whitewhine:

When you’re a racist, you’re not going to have a feliz navidad.

whitewhine:

When you’re a racist, you’re not going to have a feliz navidad.

(via threewicklow)

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: No, we don’t open until 10 AM.”Bottom Text: “Yes, you’ll have to wait 20 minutes.”]
We quite often will unlock a few minutes early if there are people waiting at the door and we have the registers counted and closed, but that wasn’t the case this time.  A man phoned, asked our hours, and then was audibly upset because we hadn’t opened early due to the holiday season and wouldn’t be open for another 20 minutes.  Then he asked if I knew the hours at the next closest branch of our chain, which is in a mall a 30 minute drive away from our store.  I don’t know their hours — if they even have holiday ones — because I don’t work there.  But frankly, even if he lives less than 20 minutes away from our store it’d take him most of that time to get to the other store, too, so it really didn’t matter if they were already open or not because he really wouldn’t be getting served any faster.  I guess some people lose their mathematics skills due to holiday stress.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: No, we don’t open until 10 AM.”

Bottom Text: “Yes, you’ll have to wait 20 minutes.”]

We quite often will unlock a few minutes early if there are people waiting at the door and we have the registers counted and closed, but that wasn’t the case this time.  A man phoned, asked our hours, and then was audibly upset because we hadn’t opened early due to the holiday season and wouldn’t be open for another 20 minutes.  Then he asked if I knew the hours at the next closest branch of our chain, which is in a mall a 30 minute drive away from our store.  I don’t know their hours — if they even have holiday ones — because I don’t work there.  But frankly, even if he lives less than 20 minutes away from our store it’d take him most of that time to get to the other store, too, so it really didn’t matter if they were already open or not because he really wouldn’t be getting served any faster.  I guess some people lose their mathematics skills due to holiday stress.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: “CUSTOMER ARGUES WITH YOU”Bottom Text: “ABOUT YOUR NATIONALITY”]
(Mods: if you find any things in this that can potentially be deemed offensive, please help out!)
I’m working at my old store in my hometown between college semesters. Here, we have a lot of Spanish-speaking customers who speak limited English. I’m not 100% fluent, nor a native speaker, but I speak enough Spanish to be able to help them out and even carry on a conversation. In fact, I’m minoring in Spanish, and I thoroughly enjoy speaking it! People often tell me that I speak very well. This often leads to the customer asking where I’m from.
I’m American-born and raised. I don’t have any Latino/Hispanic roots anywhere in my family tree. The only language I know completely fluently is English.
I was working a bagging shift and helping a woman out to her car, and she asked me where I’m from. I told her I’m from here (Florida). She then asked me again, and I gave her the same response. She then asked, “NO! Where were you born?” I told her the same. I was born and raised in Florida. She got really frustrated, and asked me again. Then she asked me if I’m from Puerto Rico. And then she asked me in English. That was pretty fun.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “CUSTOMER ARGUES WITH YOU”

Bottom Text: “ABOUT YOUR NATIONALITY”]

(Mods: if you find any things in this that can potentially be deemed offensive, please help out!)

I’m working at my old store in my hometown between college semesters. Here, we have a lot of Spanish-speaking customers who speak limited English. I’m not 100% fluent, nor a native speaker, but I speak enough Spanish to be able to help them out and even carry on a conversation. In fact, I’m minoring in Spanish, and I thoroughly enjoy speaking it! People often tell me that I speak very well. This often leads to the customer asking where I’m from.

I’m American-born and raised. I don’t have any Latino/Hispanic roots anywhere in my family tree. The only language I know completely fluently is English.

I was working a bagging shift and helping a woman out to her car, and she asked me where I’m from. I told her I’m from here (Florida). She then asked me again, and I gave her the same response. She then asked, “NO! Where were you born?” I told her the same. I was born and raised in Florida. She got really frustrated, and asked me again. Then she asked me if I’m from Puerto Rico. And then she asked me in English. 

That was pretty fun.

(Source: fyeahcracker)

wtffanfiction:

Fandom: Half-Life
“John Freeman who was Gordon Freemans brother was one day in an office typing on a computer. He got an email from his brother that said that aliens and monsters were attacking his place and aksed him for help so he went.”

wtffanfiction:

Fandom: Half-Life

John Freeman who was Gordon Freemans brother was one day in an office typing on a computer. He got an email from his brother that said that aliens and monsters were attacking his place and aksed him for help so he went.”

(Source: wtffanfiction)

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right. Top Text: “ONE SONG.” Bottom Text: “FIVE DIFFERENT ARTISTS.”]
The kids clothing store where I work is part of a larger, international-ish chain. Older stores have a music system where they are sent new CDs/playlists every month, and newer stores (AKA me) have a music system which is directly linked to a third party who organises the playlists for each month.
Now, normally our system is cooler, because it means our playlists are updated faster and more often (they add in new songs every week or so, delete old ones, etc.), and we aren’t stuck listening to the same 13-track CD all day.

HOWEVER. The holiday season is often the opposite. Last year, they forgot to update the external playlist with holiday-themed songs, so the newer stores got to listen to regular music all Decemeber - no one from HO picked up on it, and no one in the stores was insane enough to actually tell them and risk being blasted with holiday music. This year, they actually did update the playlist, and unlike the usual playlist we have going all year, this one REPEATS ITSELF.
Normally our playlist in the newer stores is 24 hour - we never hear the same song twice. Now, for some unknown reason, they’ve decided to repeat the playlist every three hours or so - and 80% of it is Christmas music. With no variety. It is basically the same three songs (Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree, Walkin’ In A Winter Wonderland, and Silent Night) sung by different artists. There are literally seven different renditions of each song in this freaking playlist.
It is taking all of my self control not to accidentally break our sound system and request a CD player until it can be fixed.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “ONE SONG.”

Bottom Text: “FIVE DIFFERENT ARTISTS.”]

The kids clothing store where I work is part of a larger, international-ish chain. Older stores have a music system where they are sent new CDs/playlists every month, and newer stores (AKA me) have a music system which is directly linked to a third party who organises the playlists for each month.

Now, normally our system is cooler, because it means our playlists are updated faster and more often (they add in new songs every week or so, delete old ones, etc.), and we aren’t stuck listening to the same 13-track CD all day.

HOWEVER. The holiday season is often the opposite. Last year, they forgot to update the external playlist with holiday-themed songs, so the newer stores got to listen to regular music all Decemeber - no one from HO picked up on it, and no one in the stores was insane enough to actually tell them and risk being blasted with holiday music. This year, they actually did update the playlist, and unlike the usual playlist we have going all year, this one REPEATS ITSELF.

Normally our playlist in the newer stores is 24 hour - we never hear the same song twice. Now, for some unknown reason, they’ve decided to repeat the playlist every three hours or so - and 80% of it is Christmas music. With no variety. It is basically the same three songs (Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree, Walkin’ In A Winter Wonderland, and Silent Night) sung by different artists. There are literally seven different renditions of each song in this freaking playlist.

It is taking all of my self control not to accidentally break our sound system and request a CD player until it can be fixed.