hey i'm teagan i'm 27 and i feel very strongly about stars, socialism, and the return of the guillotine. he/him they/them
Unironically the biggest death knell I heard for twitter was the fact that, as far as anyone is aware, there are no longer any furries working at twitter.
The rats have fled the sinking ship
The wolves have fled the sinking ship
The dragons have fled the-
I’m not even joking furries account for like 30% of all modern tech infrastructure.
one time in my last job a woman came up to the register explaining that when she bought stuff a day prior the clerk forgot to scan a pair of socks worth less than €2 and it was only right for her to bring it back to the store and pay for it proper. unfortunately my manager was directly next to me at the time and took over the register to handle this serious issue. the receipt she had brought with her said which register performed the previous transaction that forgot the socks and the manager could find out who was running that till on that day. poor dude had a manager yell at him for a half hour about how much of an incompetent fuck up he was, he left the job immediately after but i couldnt tell you if he quit or was fired
i think about this moment a lot. the customer seemed like a sweet woman with only good intentions and when she paid for the socks she had a look on her face that said “i feel good because i did the right thing”. and a guy lost his job because of a pair of socks. if shit like this ever happens to you and a clerk forgets to scan an item just think of it as a small blessing or that you had good luck or something. keep it.
all the photos of him are like this, I love that this guy understood he had been born with the face of a wizard or axe murderer and just leaned fully into it
he knew EXACTLY what he was doing
when a statue in his honour was put up in Mexico they made sure to include Asya
me playing skyrim: wow I forgot how truly massive this map is lol
me playing oblivion for the first time:
continuing to take notes on the random health shit I experience every day and I’m noticing a theme of “felt like I was dying but now that I’ve been sitting for a few minutes I feel absolutely none of what I was feeling a few minutes ago and am pretty sure I can go about my day as normal now”
my grandpa died when I was a year old and I was raised to glorify his memory and really put him on a pedestal. I’ve been really analyzing and fighting back against that narrative internally in the last couple years but last night I heard a story about my grandpa leaving my six months pregnant grandma at an auto repair shop and telling her to take a bus home because he needed to get to work and uh. yeah fuck that old man
me when the weather is nice and my body works: hey yeah see okay I’m fine
me when weather is hot: hhhgguurryygfvbnnmlokjhvcd
me when my body feels okay: oh man I really am just faking everything what the fuck
me when presyncope: oh fuck oh shit I am not in fact faking it
me when feeling loose and good in morning: bah I don’t need to take my cane with me to work, I’ll be fine, not even gonna be there that long
me when my legs go all funky in the middle of sweeping: okay point taken
me when my body feels okay: oh man I really am just faking everything what the fuck
me when presyncope: oh fuck oh shit I am not in fact faking it