Sometimes when Nick phisically clocks out from his job as a kindergarden teacher he forgets to mentally clock out as well so sometimes he comes back home to charlie doing an art thing or smt and he looks at it and says with that tone you use with kids ''oh wow charlie, that looks so good, great job, someone earned a sticker'' and he'll give him a golden star sticker and charlie will just be like ''im a grown ass man but thanks'' and burst out laughing while taking the sticker.
C: *is coocking*
N: wow, good job on the cooking, but i think you took the wrong knife, how about you give me the big, sharp knife and use the safer knives we have in your cooking room? (The kids in his kindy have a kid safe cooking room for making simple foods and learning to cook and clean)
C: *looks at him then puts his face in his hands and lets out a chocked laugh sob*
N: *realisation*
N: oh my god i am so sorry
C: *while sob laughing* you are such a fucking idiot, you dumbass *laughter*
N: you know what ill go get the apolagy ball (a ball he has in kindy where to apolagise to someone you have to say 'im sorry' and throw it at them then they say what made them mad and you say why you're sorry)
C: *still holding the knife and laughing* we dont HAVE an apolagy ball
N: *embareced* can you just stab me? I think it'll just be better if you do
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C: *swears*
N: now Charlie, we cant talk like that to our fellow classmates now can we? Go to the time out zone until you learn your-
C: what fucking classmates, i was cursing at the table. Im 26!
N: oh
*cue histerical laughter from Charlie*
I wish there was a job that all I had to do was watch movies, then incorporate well-timed, fitting references into anything that happens around me.
GUESS WHO GOT A (SORT OF) JOB BITCHES
So I’ve recently started volunteering at my local aviary shelter, doing the more maintenance jobs, like cleaning, washing food bowls and toys, changing light bulbs from time to time, fixing broken appliances, re teaching the owner how to use TikTok, things like that. I also help set up our stands and hand out flyers, and get attention to any of our fundraisers, which we sometimes do because other shelters need help. AND NOBODY THOUGHT TO TELL ME, THAT THE PENGUIN COMES IN REGULARLY . So I’m helping clean up for the night, and get asked “hey, can you stay with me a few more hours. Mya (one of our parrots) is sick, and I could use the extra help with whatever might come up, as she’s supposed to be under constant watch.” I get it, I really do, and I was worried about our sweet Mya just as much as they were, and so I agreed. The lights in the front started flickering, so I go up there to check on it/clean up. BUT GUESS WHO THE FUCK I SAW. THE ARCTIC BIRD HIMSELF, AGAIN. I’m confused thinking “are we getting robbed” when he smiles, waves and asks “not surprised you work here! I assume your helping keep an eye on Mya? Where is she?” I’m still a little baffled, so I just point to the back and he thanks me, meanwhile dialup noises are playing in my head as I try to figure out what the FUCK is goin on. So I go into the back and find him helping watch after Mya.
It’s been two hours. We’ve been sitting here talking about birds the whole time, and at some point the riddler showed up to “pick up his boyfriend” and we’ve started talking about the genetic relationship between vultures and storks