Mi papá tiene 47 años= my dad is 47 years old
Mi papa tiene 47 anos= my potato has 47 assholes
I love spanish
Mi papá tiene 47 años= my dad is 47 years old
Mi papa tiene 47 anos= my potato has 47 assholes
I love spanish
A capital letter changes it even further:
Mi Papa tiene 47 anos = My pope has 47 anuses
literally the best post I have seen on this website
i hate when customers at work hand me a 100 dollar bill and then scoff when i check the watermark. like, lady, i will break out the counterfeit pen. i’ll draw your god damn portrait over benjamin franklin’s before i make a ruling. i’ll get a second opinion from a coworker on the opposite side of the store. i’ll call the mint like, “heyy…it’s daniel…you guys print any hundreds lately? i got a lady here with a hundred, just making sure it’s one of yours…haha cool just checking. so how are the wife and kids?” the people that make a fuss are always like, obviously rich too and you know that’s why they have a problem. like the nerve of me to doubt a rich person’s money. how dare i lump them in with a normal person with a hundred dollar bill. eventually one of them is going to let it slip. i’ll take the bill from them and go to hold it up to the light or feel it between my fingers or something and they’ll laugh and go, “oh, no, no no no i’m wealthy.”
i had a co-worker catch a counterfeiter. back then we all had “truth teller” pens. and the rule was “anything over a ten gets checked if you’re not comfortable with it” but not everyone did it. but this girl was hard core about her pen. especially if she got a bad feeling from a customer. girlfriend had TWO truth teller pens in case one gave a false positive.
this couple come through her line with a lot of stuff and they acting like they are in a hurry. this was the wrong thing to say to this girl. you say that to her and she goes slower cause it freaks her out.
she finally gets to the end and the guy hands her a bunch of 20′s. first she straightened them out and counted them, and then she took her pen out. when i used it i made a little flower so that i would know that i did it. she made a swirly. the first swirly came back black, the second swirly came back black. she got out the SECOND truth teller pen and scribbled a like down the center of the bills…. black as coal.
she was freaking out. dude look like he was intense. she very politely asked if he had another form of payment as she would not be able to accept his money. “WHY NOT?!”
*gulp*
“cause it’s not real, sir.”
“MONEY IS FUCKING REAL! YOU BETTER GET MANAGEMENT OVER HERE! MY MONEY IS AS GOOD AS ANYONE ELSE!!”
she very quickly walked over to the phone and paged, and her voice, was so tinged with panic that everyone, even CUSTOMERS stopped dead in their tracks and listened to the page.
you’d never seen a page answered so quickly. it was prolly ringing before she put the phone back on the receiver. “what’s wrong? what’s going on? are you in danger? are you okay?”
and she told them that no, she wasn’t okay,, her customer was screaming and cursing at her and his money wasn’t real and she had no idea what to do now, this wasn’t covered in the CBL’s!
this got manangement on their feet. “stay call, take a deep breath, we’ll be there in 5 seconds with back up. it’s going to be okay. just breathe.”
which is easier said than done with a man that weighs 150 lbs more than you is screaming his ever loving head off. even the retiree door greeter came over and stood by her just as a show of solidarity, she couldn’t really have done anything, but she was a witness, and sometimes that’s enough to get people to back down.
it must have felt like a hour later, but it was about 2-3 minutes before the store managers came walking down the aisle with the popo trailing behind them. the cops were soooooo happy to see him.
one member of management took over the register as the other led the cashier off to sit and collect herself, while the cops talked to the guy and eventually arrested both the guy and the girl. (apparently they’d been looking for them)
management was so fucking happy that she caught him because he had like 300 dollars in funny money and she caught him dead to rights. they calmed her down, thanked her profusely, gave her the rest of the day off with pay, and called her bf or mother or someone to get her home, because she was shaking like a leaf and they didn’t want to her to get hurt on her way home.
So yes, i will use my pen when i have too. i’ll hold them fuckers up to the light to make sure that the right pressie is in the corner pocket.
don’t fuck with the money honey it just don’t pay.
Can you just be there? Without asking questions? I can’t bring myself to answer any of your questions. I want to feel that you’re here for me. That’s all.
Just a comment: i’ve seen Mi Vida Shop as an alternative place to shop instead of BellaDonaLA. However, this shop supports gentrification in my LA community and praised an article in the NY Times that was for gentrification because it had a picture of their store. When I told them gentrification is not okay they deleted my comments and did not hold themselves accountable. They view gentrification of my community as making it “better” and also commercialize latinx culture. They benefit directly from the gentrification of our community and it does not matter if they identify as LATINX they still can cater to gringos who are displacing us and praise gentrification. Please do not support Mi Vida shop.
I hope Stephen Hawking’s anti-capitalist and anti-imperialist politics aren’t erased from history, or obscured in our collective remembrance of him.
They erased MLK, George Orwell, and Hellen Keller’s anti-capitalist positions, they’ll definitely do they same for Hawking.
Hell, most people outright ignored it while he was alive.
Thinking about it, the best comparison is Einstein.
Einstein was a great advocate for socialism, economic and racial justice, and higher education, but the neoliberal capitalist system has reduced his accomplishments to “e=mc^2” and sell his likeness on pop t-shirts.
Crazy that the shit that all the geniuses agree on tends to be similar and nobody acknowledges it
By saying Orwell’s anti capitalism was lost to history means that you’ve never taken a literature class in your life. It’s literally the first thing any prof goes over when reviewing him in any unit of study.
1) Not everyone has access to a literature or political science class you fucking elitist idiot
2) This post isn’t about George Orwell
3) George Orwell was quite literally a British nationalist who thought that communism and fascism were equally authoritarian. Much of his work is used by reactionaries today for their own ends. He was a racist imperialist. And he wasn’t a true anti-capitalist either; he was merely a social democrat. Maybe if you read something other than Animal Farm or 1984, you’d know that.
Signed, a political science major.
How I am staying productive over summer break:
- Joining the gym and going ¾ times each week
- Learning new vegetarian recipes, even simple ones like new smoothies
- Pre reading for my masters degree
- Starting yoga and meditation, and stretching daily
- Focusing on eating healthy
- Perfecting my skincare and self care routines
- Watching a lot of YouTube/Netflix to relax
- Cleaning and tidying my space
- Planning little weekend trips to new cities
- Journaling / documenting everything + tracking my progress
(Hopefully this might motivate someone else that isn’t sure what to do over summer!)
