Alwayssstired - AlwaysTired

I actually have 2 stories about this at the same place!!! The first one happened to my roommate, who I worked at the same place with.

We worked at a charity retail store and we were both placed in the clothing department. Which meant all we did was go through giant bins of donated clothes and hung up what could be sold. Really really simple. Not a single customer ever saw us as we worked in the back.

My roommate had a sprained ankle. Also note: we lived down the street and down a hill from the store. We didn't have cars. We walked to and from work from 7 am to 3 pm. My roommate was using a stool to sit on and hang clothes. She got dirty looks from coworkers the entire time and every single time she left to use the restroom or take her breaks or whatever, they'd HIDE her stool!

The second story actually happened to me. I started working there shortly after that so I knew how they felt about sitting at work. But I did not care. We walked to and from work every day and some days we had to make grocery trips, which consisted of us bringing our own bags and filling them with groceries, paying, and lugging the 10 large bags home between the 2 of us. We did that in snow and rain. We didn't have a choice. So I REALLY did not care that my coworkers didn't like that I felt like sitting. I didn't sit my entire shift. I only sat about an hour or two before my shift ended so I could give my feet a break before I had to walk home or get groceries etc. But the LOOKS I got!!! My god!!! They kept taking my stool too whenever I walked away, but I'd just grab another one that wasn't being used.

I have one more story regarding sitting at work in a retail setting. This is a different job. I replaced an elderly woman at a crafts store as she had fallen ill and I think needed surgery. She was recovering for months but I kept hearing stories about her from coworkers. So when I heard she was finally coming back I was excited to meet this legendary woman. When she got back we were both assigned as the cashiers for our shift together and she sat behind the counter in a stool. You know what???? I didn't question it!!! I was fine with her sitting!! I wanted to sit! I wouldn't have cared if she was young and had no health issues and still chose to sit for her shift! She still did the work.

Now for the scary part, because whenever I think of this lady I always think of this moment. We had radios and earpieces at this job for quick and efficient communication. We had a line and we were both taking care of customers. All of a sudden I hear her say over the radio "I'm not feeling well. I think I'm going to pass out." It honestly took me 10 seconds to register what she even said. But as soon as it registered, I stopped what I was doing and looked over at her to see her falling out of her stool, eyes rolled back, falling backwards over herself. I had never experienced this before! Wth??? My body started moving and I started yelling frantically over the radio and a customer called the ambulance. Everything both felt like slow motion but also very fast. She's fine!!! She came to a few minutes later. She decided to retire after that and she stopped working.

Anyway, those are my stories about work and chairs.

“Its lazy for cashiers to sit down

And it’s weird to care. Work shouldn’t be an endurance test. Let me sit. We’re not doing a survivor challenge. You don’t think people can sit down and work at the same time? You’re gonna be real mad when you find out what an office is.”

I'm from Tennessee and I can tell you, we treat Dolly like a god. When my roommate moved to TN, my friends and I had to tell her that you don't have to like country music to love Dolly.

In 1990, the high school dropout rate for Dolly Parton's hometown of Sevierville Tennessee was at 34% (Research shows that most kids make up their minds in fifth/sixth grade not to graduate). That year, all fifth and sixth graders from Sevierville were invited by Parton to attend an assembly at Dollywood. They were asked to pick a buddy, and if both students completed high school, Dolly Parton would personally hand them each a $500 check on their graduation day. As a result, the dropout rate for those classes fell to 6%, and has generally retained that average to this day.

Shortly after the success of The Buddy Program, Parton learned in dealing with teachers from the school district that problems in education often begin during first grade when kids are at different developmental levels. That year The Dollywood Foundation paid the salaries for additional teachers assistants in every first grade class for the next 2 years, under the agreement that if the program worked, the school system would effectively adopt and fund the program after the trial period.

During the same period, Parton founded the Imagination Library in 1995: The idea being that children from her rural hometown and low-income families often start school at a disadvantage and as a result, will be unfairly compared to their peers for the rest of their lives, effectively encouraging them not to pursue higher education. The objective of the Imagination library was that every child in Sevier County would receive one book, every month, mailed and addressed to the child, from the day they were born until the day they started kindergarten, 100% free of charge. What began as a hometown initiative now serves children in all 50 states, Australia, Canada, and the United Kingdom, mailing thousands of free books to children around the world monthly.

On March 1, 2018 Parton donated her 100 millionth book at the Library of Congress: a copy of "Coat of Many Colors" dedicated to her father, who never learned to read or write.

I crave chaos

Every time 'Adrien' show up doing something suspicious in spoilers and people Iimmediately accuse Felix

Felix, just chiling in London:

This is a cute interaction between Chloe and Adrien

Part 195 of my bakery “enemies” au!

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Kofi

I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”

I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:

I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS

Blah blah “it’s all my interests” that’s the boring answer, I mean ask yourself: is your tumblr predominately a fandom blog with personal anecdotes or is your tumblr predominately a personal blog that also shows your interests?

Adrien’s Travels

I think it makes it funnier when you remember adrien knows who multimouse is while marinette thinks adrien doesn’t know multimouse at all

You were giving it up and didn't expect the Brits to take it? /s

oh u can have this post i don’t want it