Posted by TheJourney74656

I live in a very small town. As a new mother, I had a freezer full of breast-milk I pumped at work. One day, I notice that my freezer doesn’t seem to be keeping food frozen. Unwilling to risk losing all of that precious breast-milk, I load my child into the car and drive to the next town over to a big box store which has in stock the chest (pun not intended) freezer I can afford.

When I get there, and explain what I need, the associate tells me that they have just sold the last one. When I explain why I need it immediately, he calls the store in the next town over. They do have the freezer in stock but can’t deliver it for a week. I do not have the vehicle or strength to pick it up myself. This associate explains to the associate in the other store why I need it quickly. I am hoping he can arrange to get his regular delivery service to make an extra stop the next day.

However, he goes so far above and beyond that I still am having a hard time comprehending it. He says that he lives not too far from my town and that he, himself, will bring my chest freezer to me after he gets off of work. So this complete stranger, whom I have never met, shows up at my door at 9:30 pm with the chest freezer in his truck. He unpacks it and carries it into my home and puts it where I need it! Merely out of the goodness of his heart. How fantastic is this guy?!

I really wanted to sing his praises to his bosses but realized that management might not appreciate being done out of the delivery fee and he might have gotten into trouble. If you are out there, I cannot tell you how very much I appreciate you saving my breast-milk for my child and relieving the anxiety of a new mother. YOU are awesome! Thank you so very much.

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Quick good things from the last week or so, no order:

Garden plot, and things sprouting and growing.

People who stop to help strangers.

Guinea pig cuddle-squeaks.

Sunlight and finally being warm enough.

Access to water in some situations where it could've easily been unavailable.

... State of the me: still very stressed and exhausted, but hanging in there; good things help. And so do you; thanks for reading.

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Convenience Store | Bath, England, UK

(It is the weekend before Christmas. Customer #1 storms into the shop, red faced, and right up to my till. Weekend newspapers have magazines in them.)

Me: “Hello, how can I help you?”

Customer: “I bought this [National Newspaper] in [Branch of our store that doesn’t exist] and it doesn’t have a magazine in it.”

Me: “Sir, we don’t have a branch there.”

Customer: “Yes, you do.”

Me: “No, we don’t. We do have a branch in [Area across town].”

Customer: “Yes, that one. I bought my paper there and there’s no magazine in it. I asked the bloke there and they said they never come in with magazines. I went to [Rival Store #1] and [Rival Store #2] and they won’t give me a magazine.”

Me: “Um, sorry, but what do you want me to do about that?”

Customer: “I want to take one of the magazines from inside one of your [National Newspaper]s.”

Me: “I’m afraid I can’t allow that, sir. We have our numbers to keep up. If you had bought it from here I would happily allow you to swap one out, but you bought it from a different shop. From what you’ve told me, you also knew that it didn’t have a magazine.”

Customer: “That’s not what I said.”

Me: “You said that the shop worker said the magazines never come in, so either you bought it knowingly, or you found out afterwards and didn’t return it there. I can’t give you one here, because it will affect our store’s numbers.”

Customer: “Then I want to talk to headquarters.”

Me: “Sir, this is a convenience store. They will tell you the exact same thing I did. You’re welcome to. I’m sure the number is online somewhere.”

Customer: “I don’t use the Internet. Get me the number now.”

Me: “I don’t have the number, sir. I’m a sales assistant. I have no need to call headquarters.”

Customer: “Then use your God-d*** phone.”

Me: “Use of phones is prohibited during work hours.”

Customer: *speechless*

Me: “Anything else I can help you with?”

Customer: “I will have you fired.”

Me: “Good luck! It’s my last day.”

Customer: *leaves fuming still*

Me: “Merry Christmas!”

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Batwoman #3

2017-05-24 22:14[personal profile] caivu posting in [community profile] scans_daily
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One of the goals of this first arc has been to establish Knife as Batwoman's new archenemy, and so far that has been done incredibly well. The two women have been compared and contrasted in a variety of ways: through their personalities and actions, their character design, and, as shown in the opening pages of issue #2 and issue #3, though color schemes and panelling. It may help to refresh yourself on those pages from issue #2.

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Shout outs

2017-05-24 22:57[personal profile] ceitfianna posting in [community profile] ways_back_room
Happy Star Wars Day eve and here's to 40 years of nerf herders, smugglers and princesses who rule over it all!

Bonehead is finally returned.

Hal wants to hunt dragons, Ysalwen is dubious.

War enters and finds some who know her well. I can't wait to see what happens next with her.

Now what are you reading and what have you finished writing?

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2017-05-24 22:21[personal profile] dewline
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Good night, and good luck.

Reading Wednesday

2017-05-24 21:36[personal profile] chomiji
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[personal profile] lady_ganesh hooked me up with some really good stuff: Maggie Stiefvater's YA series The Raven Cycle. This consists of

  • The Raven Boys (finished!)
  • The Dream Thieves (finished!)
  • Blue Lily, Lily Blue (finished!)
    and
  • The Raven King (still reading, unlikely to finish tonight)

Also, apparently some extra-story authorial snippets exist (I only just discovered this while checking the titles of the main series).*

In the little town of Henrietta is a posh boarding school called Aglionby. The mascot of the school is a raven. Eccentric local girl Blue, the scion of a houseful of psychic women (including her mother, Maura), thinks Aglionby boys are nothing but trouble. Local wounded-at-the-core boy Adam is attending the school on scholarship; he has managed to become best buds with the charming and earnest Gansey (that's his last name), whose circle also includes the tough-but-brittle bad boy Ronan. And then there's Noah, who shows up somehow at the off-campus digs that Gansey and Ronan share in an old factory.

Gensey is obsessed with the local ley line, which he thinks will lead him to the tomb of the Welsh hero Owen Glendower. The others are drawn into his search—including Blue, who starts out as somewhat of a mascot but becomes something much more. There are dreams, magic, terror, and lots of fast cars.

Parts of this seem to be the love child of Alan Garner's The Owl Service and the better "After-School Special" types of teen novels, but it's very involving and tremendous fun. The writing has some weaknesses, especially when Stiefvater seems to be marking time until she can get to the Good Bits, but she's very good at action sequences and the spookier parts are truly chilling.

Cut for long and maybe a spoiler or two )

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2017-05-24 21:00[personal profile] kittydesade
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It's that kind of a day where I just don't want to go to work or capoeira not because I'm tired but because I don't want to goddamn do anything and you can't make me and nyah. So this bodes well.

... also I think the wildlife has found its way into the chimney again. Although I could be wrong, it feels like it's a bit early for swifts. (For the new or those who missed it last year, every year I have to catch at least two [or sometimes the same one twice] chimney swifts and haul them out of the chimney and out of the house before they get et by the indoor cats. They're on their own for the ferals.)

Apparently Imzy is closing? I was just getting back into the swing of using that as a thing and now it's closing? I feel sad and I feel like I have no right to feel sad given that I barely used it after the first burst, although I kept trying to. Mostly, argh. I may have to make a DW community for my girls (so far it's only girls as far as I can tell) to hang out on and chat some place that's not full of awful news. I know a bunch of us are on here anyway.

I was going to say I have no reason to cancel on capoeira but this headache keeps popping up and stabbing me in the forebrain intermittently and if it doesn't cut that shit out. Let's try painkillers first.

I'm really absurdly pleased with my new courtesan station, aka my vanity and my shelf with some books and even more makeup and face cleanser/skin pampering crap. And hair crap and pop dolls. Okay so two shelves are makeup and spa stuff and two shelves are pop dolls, books, and random other things, but still. But I love it and it's now well lit thanks to my new lamp on [personal profile] lireavue's recommendation and it's gorgeous and I love it. The only thing I don't love is that the hair stuff still needs to be sorted. But for that to happen I need to figure out what out of it I'm going to use, and how often. So. ... also my lipsticks are at the moment free standing and I need to figure out how to make them be less free standing. Some kind of 6-7 by 4-6" box I don't know, but I put the measurements here so I don't forget them. Maybe there's something nice at Ten Thousand Villages or a thrift store.

I'm still reading The Fall of Kings mainly because of not dedicating time to sit down and read it, and after that I have some Oliver Potzsch to read and after that I don't know. Probably the last Court of Fives novel. Something. I will figure it out! I like Oliver Potzsch, he's got a good sense of story and a good translator, but his books are also formulaic mystery so if you don't like the first one you don't need to wonder if you should pick up the rest.

I'm trying to figure out if it's a good thing or a bad thing that I'm firmly in the grip of a if I can't control the bad shit going on I will control my environment and my physical self fit. I mean, house cleaning and makeup binges and haircuts. Well, I haven't spent more money than I have? And I did buy some other essentials that I was going to need pretty soon, paid my bills. But on the other hand I didn't get new sweatpants that I probably should get soon. (I haven't spent all of the money but I'm down to the last bit that I'm just going to sit on I think.) I did get my boots repaired. I'm sure there's something else I should get or get serviced that I can't think of right now. And. Is this guilt for spending an absurd amount of money on makeup and clothes? I don't know. Or just wariness because this could so easily go wrong.

Upside: I have enough stored makeup to last me for fucking ever except daily stuff like foundation, the which brand I'm using is drugstore inexpensive. I still have enough knitting supplies to last me until the Mad Maxpocalypse. If I can manage to keep sitting on my anxieties and stress-buying for the parts of the year when I don't have gift money (and preferably even when I do, I successfully dropped some of the money into savings yay! albeit a small part) I should be okay. I'll just figure out other ways to control my environment and my self. Maybe exercise small targeted strength-building exercises. Or draw on myself with makeup a lot.

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Butcher | Fryslân, The Netherlands

(It’s the day before Christmas and we’re packed with people picking up their orders. I’m helping a customer when my coworker helps the next person in line.)

Customer: *while pulling out a knife* “Give me all your money! NOW!”

Coworker: *panics*

Me: *grabbing the biggest knife on the counter* “I’m sorry, what did you say, [Customer]?

(The customer, a former classmate of mine who was on drugs, ran out of the door after seeing me with that knife. The customers didn’t have a clue what was happening.)

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Ah! *deep breath* A much more peaceful day! What have you been doing?

— Thinking. Maybe a little, maybe a lot.
— Writing.
— Planning and / or researching.
— Editing.
— Sending things to the beta.
— Posting!
— Relaxing, taking a break, etc.
— Other stuff-ing. Look at the comment.

No question for today, I think. Bask in the waning hours of Hump Day, I say.
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Chandra Prasad, On Borrowed Wings (2007): in the 1930s US Northeast, a rich-WASP-family mother and Italian American quarrier father had two children. Charles was homeschooled rigorously to attend college; Adele, quicker of memory, was always told she'd marry a quarrier, even as her father began dying from the stone dust before middle age. Then something happens, and Adele takes Charles's place as a Yale frosh in drag.

I had expected rather worse. (Sorry.) As it is, the narrative has about the critical depth of a '00s jdrama: the story lines up some dots, then leaves the reader/viewer to connect them or search for more while it flits to the next scene. Adele cannot help but activate dots as she muses upon quarry misfortunes, her mother's iron recollections of being a rich girl, or the entirely new landscape of Yale, where the maids in the dining hall remind her of herself, taking in laundry a few months prior. But Adele is only a bit too thin as a character enabling the writer's gaze to slice and parry some dust bunnies of privilege; it's fine. It's actually a relief to have the cross-dressing topos given straight so that one may focus upon 1936 as depicted: Adele takes a workstudy placement involving eugenic research which she (incredibly) bends from the inside out. The love interest is obligatory, probably the weakest aspect.

Adele's heritage is based upon that of one of Prasad's parents. I borrowed Wings from the library after seeing a ref to Mixed, an anthology of short stories edited by Prasad which the local libraries don't have.

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