Feb 18, 2020, 11:13 PM
@silverfox I mean. Is it a nice ring? You could pawn it for more oreos. Just saying.
Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.
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@Derp said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Auspice said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Who wants to be my valentine?
(really I just want a free dinner)
So what you're saying is, if I give you money for food, that's where my effort on this day can peacefully end and I can relax and just do nothing further?
Precisely.
I mean, in general, I couldn't care less about Valentine's Day.
I just don't wanna cook and I could really go for some Indian food. -
I see what you did there. I can't like that because that's just rude for me to agree you are in the wrong relationship. I mean, I see the trap and I still almost fell for the bait.
That's my every day. I just don't want to decide food. On the flip side, I'm always down for whatever is suggested.
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I bought a FAMILY SIZE bag of DoubleStuff Oreos.
I ate 5 of them.
Today I went to get some more and they were ALL GONE. THERE IS ONLY ONE OTHER PERSON IN THIS HOUSE.
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Trust issues suck.
I met a nice person who has done literally nothing wrong, but I can't shake the feeling they might be an axe-murderer and hyperanalysing everything they say/do for clues to confirm this.
On the one hand, maybe I should trust my gut.
On the other hand, my gut is verifiably nuts, so maybe I shouldn't.
Having heightened instincts yet not being able to trust them is not a nice feeling.
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Listen to your gut.
If it’s wrong, yes, you miss out on a single person out of eleventy billion.
If it’s right and you DON’T listen, the consequences are more dire.
If the choice is only going to impact you and who you spend time with, please please just listen to your gut. You could be wrong. It’s okay to be wrong and err on the side of safe.
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@Sunny said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Listen to your gut.
If it’s wrong, yes, you miss out on a single person out of eleventy billion.
And... look, I like you and I hate to even seem harsh, but... I think it's worth considering whether he deserves to be with someone who can trust him, you know?
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OMFG!!!!!!!1111!1eleventyone!!1! when you have been trying to think of a very specific word for 3 days and now you cant remember why the fuck you were trying to think of it in the first place
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I fucking hate my job some days.
Your job is to defend against this claim filed by a firefighter for workers' compensation related to a brain-and-lung cancer diagnosis. Although the State of Ohio by law conclusively establishes such cancers as caused by the firefighter's work, we still want you to defend against the claim based on the fact that such firefighter was diagnosed with leukemia fifteen years ago, which could have been a cause of the current cancer, rather than his occupation. You have 24 hours to prepare your defense. Godspeed.
JFC, I hate what I have to do sometimes.
“It is better to live doing the things that you like. It is foolish to live within this dream of a world seeing unpleasantness and doing only things that you do not like.” -- Yamamoto Tsunetomo.
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Dear lady messaging me a week and a half after hunting me down on social media: your boyfriend/husband/fiance (if he's even any of these since you've called him all three in your floods of messages) did not cheat on you with me. I didn't even remember his name until you told me. Shit, you should've gotten the hint when you had to send me photos after I WTF'd at you to even know who he was.
I told you we were in photos together from the concert because we were in physical proximity to each other because it was a fucking concert.
If, after a week and a half, you are still convinced he cheated on you, do him a favor and break up with him. He deserves better.
Better yet, tell him maybe he should look me up. He was a goddamn gentleman when he shoved the guy who tried pinning me to the stage back into the crowd and told him to back off.
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@silverfox said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
I bought a FAMILY SIZE bag of DoubleStuff Oreos.
I ate 5 of them.
Today I went to get some more and they were ALL GONE. THERE IS ONLY ONE OTHER PERSON IN THIS HOUSE.
Gremlins! It's the only explanation.
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Sadly, this one gave me a diamond ring. >:|
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@silverfox I mean. Is it a nice ring? You could pawn it for more oreos. Just saying.
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There is a darkness in the human soul a choice between never eat the last cookie and eat them all to dispose of the evidence. Which is worse leaving the single cookie as a sign to your beloved that you have snack most gluttonously or to eat it too and have it be an unspoken shame upon the household.
Assuming you didn't take the empty oreos and wave them in their wave going wtf?!
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I have never understood those who eat all the cookies and then leave the empty package.
Who are you.
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Aging sucks. Specifically hitting that age where the generation before you start passing away. I lost my father this past October. My grandmother is in hospice care waiting to die. My mother is in a similar, though less immediately dire, situation.
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Trying to price the things I make. Knowing there's got to be a balance between the sheer joy of someone wearing my work and charging enough money for each piece, and having it completely escape me and hating that I'm some how devaluing my art and making my craft completely unsustainable at this rate. Hate everything today. I love myself more than this but not making it work today.
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@SinCerely said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Trying to price the things I make. Knowing there's got to be a balance between the sheer joy of someone wearing my work and charging enough money for each piece, and having it completely escape me and hating that I'm some how devaluing my art and making my craft completely unsustainable at this rate. Hate everything today. I love myself more than this but not making it work today.
I've always found that it's best to set a sort of general, nebulous pricing. Like, calculate the cost of the materials, and sell it at 110-125% of materials cost. That usually keeps the prices fairly reasonable.
ETA: Depending on how low the cost of the materials is, you might be able to do more. Like, 2-3x the cost of the materials involved. The more expensive the materials involved, the less you can mark them up really,
Racism isn't Tinkerbell. It doesn't need you to believe in it for it to exist.
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@SinCerely five million
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@Derp said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@SinCerely said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Trying to price the things I make. Knowing there's got to be a balance between the sheer joy of someone wearing my work and charging enough money for each piece, and having it completely escape me and hating that I'm some how devaluing my art and making my craft completely unsustainable at this rate. Hate everything today. I love myself more than this but not making it work today.
I've always found that it's best to set a sort of general, nebulous pricing. Like, calculate the cost of the materials, and sell it at 110-125% of materials cost. That usually keeps the prices fairly reasonable.
ETA: Depending on how low the cost of the materials is, you might be able to do more. Like, 2-3x the cost of the materials involved. The more expensive the materials involved, the less you can mark them up really,
When I've sold stuff I do cost of materials + how many hours it took * what I want to be paid per hour.