incredibly bothered by the fact that a guy can ask for $10 just because he wants to make potato salad and doesn’t want to pay for it himself and get $40,000 for it when there are people who have gofundme’s and kickstarters for dreams and medical problems and LIFE…
This truly pissed me off because I watched a Kickstarter for a relative’s business fail. All because she wasn’t “funny” or some bullshit and didn’t get internet famous.
Fuck this potato salad asshole.
Potato salad isn’t even good. Cookies and cupcakes are. And they would’ve been for other people.
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Hahahaha, it’s funny because she won’t get the job, since she is overqualified, and young part-time workers are cheaper.
Anyone who thinks our generation are lazy, unambitious layabouts… need to fucking lay down and die.
The harsh reality is that we are over-ambitious. We are told we can’t get anywhere without a good college degree, so we study hard, and learn all we can, and walk away with a piece of paper and skills to back it up… then we fight to break into a workforce that is already filled.
Every year more people graduate college, and the competition keeps mounting. There are a finite number of jobs, and the big-business fat-cats are cutting every corner they can to get away with NOT hiring new people, in order to maximise profits for themselves.
Then there’s the other problem of people having to work MULTIPLE jobs to support their families. Because they’re not paid enough to live on just one, they need to work three jobs to make ends meet - and that means two more jobs are filled by one person.
I’m not saying it’s “greedy” to work multiple jobs - I’m saying it’s disgusting that people are paid so little in them that they need to.
How are we supposed to get jobs when the job market is so limited - there’s not even enough work for everyone to have ONE job, much less two or three.
And the people who maintain the unemployment system have no idea how bad it really is - because they’ve had their jobs for twenty fucking years or more.
The only big company I know of that hired a graduate from my college did so because he invented a system that would cut their work down by almost 50%. That is what you need to do to get a job around here.
I have applied for every job I am qualified for.
I have applied for jobs I am almost qualified for.
I have applied for entry-level retail and fast-food jobs.
I have gotten nowhere.
And now I have the added bonus of being unable to work much at all due to my health issues. The irony of this is that I will be better off on disability - I will have the freedom to stop searching for dead-end temporary jobs, and be able to take the time to work on my own games and such. Albeit slow and in small bursts.
Also, employers want relevant experience, even for entry level jobs. Most job postings for waitressing require 2 years minimum of waitressing experience. I’m not even talking about fancy restaurants, I mean bussing tables in a pizza bar.
The problem of breaking into the job market at all is something seriously fucked up. No-one wants to hire an 18 year old when they can hire a 14 year old for the bare minimum. No-one will hire a 21 year old who is legally required to be paid a full adult wage if they can get anyone younger.
Getting into university was so important that I couldn’t even consider paid employment until finishing year 12. When I started applying for entry level fast food jobs at age 17? Rejection after rejection. If I got any feedback at all it was “Sorry, you don’t have any relevant experience” or ”We can’t know you’ll be able to cope with the work, since you’ve never worked before.”
AH, yes! How did I ever forget to mention the “experience barrier” - everyone trying to break into a job has to contend with this.
They want to take on someone with lots of experience - 2 years, 4 years, sometimes 6 or more.
I see things like “4 years, and you must have worked on at least Multi-Million Dollar Film, or AAA Game.”
Now how on earth am I going to do that if I can’t even get my foot in the door at fucking McDonalds?
And you know why they can put “2 years minimum experience” on their ads? Because there are plenty of people out there looking for those jobs with 2, 4, 8 years of experience in that role who need a job desperately.
If you want to work, you basically have to know someone in the company. If your parents run the joint, you can get in there, and get that experience. My sister has no trouble finding work now, because she has a couple years of experience - she got her first job through a combination of lying, and making very good friends with a number of people who worked there, by going to parties.
She barely made it through tenth grade.
I graduated 12th grade and college.
She has a job.
The system is broken, and only maintains a broken status quo. It puts barriers up to the outsiders, and puts minimal value on the insiders.
Humans are expendable assets - if they fire you, there’s a queue of people waiting to do your job.
Then there are places that exploit internships.
Some companies bring students in to work for a month for free - the old “pay you in experience” trick. Problem is, they’re not giving you the level of experience you need to secure a job, and there are dozens more students and graduates who want to get those unpaid internships, So they can just keep getting work from desperate students and grads for free.
It’s like all those artists who get asked to do something “for the exposure” - the exposure is an empty promise, and they really just want you to work for free.
The big CEOs want to keep their billion-dollar bank accounts floating. And they don’t care who has to suffer and die for that to happen.
If you wonder why so many young people are trying to make a name for themselves on the internet - “social media stars” and whatnot - it’s because it’s about the only chance we have to do something and be noticed.
We now have platforms where we can put ourselves out there, and try to make money based on our talents.
Is it a long-shot?
But it’s about the only chance we have.
This right here explains every thing read closely children cause it’s important
So, ever since I got my first cell phone, it appeared I carried the curse my stepdad had: no phone can survive long in my hands.
My first phone, a small black GoPhone my parents gave me while I was visiting family back in Nevada the summer of 2008, died after being left in my shorts pocket and going through the washing machine. The day before I was leaving with my grandfather to Oregon for a weekend. Luckily my aunt was able to replace it with an old one of hers (my SIM card had remained intact).
My next phone was able to escape the wrath of my curse. I got a flip phone for Christmas that year, and the only real issue was when I dropped it in the Dollar Store one day (an employee ended up picking it up, I got it back easily).
Then came my first smartphone. I got a Blackberry Storm right after it came out because my parents were switching to Verizon and I was paying for it. I loved that phone, so much. I had it for about a year before I dropped it in a 12 foot deep pond. It was lost, forever. I used my mom’s old Blackberry Storm until we could get to a Verizon store and use her partial upgrade to get me a new phone.
I picked out the Palm Pre (which, for the record, is still my favorite phone of all time). The first one had to be replaced after about six months when it randomly glitched and effectively bricked. The second one was replaced just as quickly after it had severe glitching (I’d also lost the power/lock button less than a month after receiving the phone, out of nowhere). The third one lasted from about April/May to November, when I dropped it on a stack of picture frames. The Palm Pre had an interesting touch screen. The outside screen was more or less unable to be cracked, but the fall managed to completely wreck the LCD screen.
I got a new phone for Christmas. My least favorite, the Pantech Breakout. By February I had to get a replacement when a five inch fall onto concrete spiderwebbed the screen so badly you couldn’t find one specific impact point. The next one actually lasted me from February of 2012 to August of 2013, when, the day before I moved to Atlanta, it fell between the cushions of my parent’s sofa and got mangled in the reclining mechanisms. The outside screen was mostly okay, with one big crack in the top right corner, but the LED screen was pretty wrecked. I had to wait until the next update came available, which, luckily, happened right before I dropped it on MARTA and the LED screen went completely dead.
I chose the Droid RAZR because it had managed to survive my stepdad’s abuse for a pretty long while. The RAZRs are literally built to survive severe abuse (Gorilla Glass screen, waterproof up to 30 feet, etc). It even survived me accidentally placing it in the washing machine (don’t ask why or how) over Christmas when it got pretty soaked before I realized my mistake.
Then, the inevitable happened. Since my physical abuse was having no real effect, my phone apparently decided it needed to fuck me over somehow. My phone upgraded from Jellybean to KitKat. Immediately there were glitches, but they weren’t really keeping me from using it easily. The main problem I suffered was a 90% chance of being unable to receive MMS messages. Then, a few days ago, apps started crashing in the background like crazy, severely affecting my use. I fixed it by disabling the apps that seemed to be the problem (stupid preinstalled apps). It was fine the next day, and most of yesterday.
Yesterday evening, Jacob and I went to his dad’s for 4th of July to spend the night. My phone randomly had something crash, and Homescreen crashed. So I sighed and turned it off so I could restart it and fix it. However, upon restart, it froze on the Motorola logo. I’m more or less tech savvy, so I attempted to access the Reboot/Dead Android screen, to no avail. I called my parents, and decided I would let it die and try to make it work in the morning when I realized it was super fucking bricked (so much so it was unable to be recognized by my laptop). After several failed attempts and an order for a new phone, I was able to factory reset it. It did nothing, and I thanked the stars that I’d ordered a replacement.
So, moral of the story: If you get a Verizon plan, get the fucking insurance. If you’re cursed like me, it will save you soooo much money.
I was going to get irritated by someone calling me an ableist for my “Stop Making Excuses” post where I LITERALLY said antisocial personality disorder is NOT bad, but after taking a look and seeing they call juuuust about anyone ableist without knowing whether or not they have any disorders, I just laughed it off.
The Sugar Bug is a locally owned bakery specializing in homemade cookies!
Hey guys! My cousin’s girlfriend is attempting to open a bakery of her own with her mother, because they’re quickly outgrowing their home kitchen. She has a Kickstarter up, but it has barely any funding and closes in the next couple of days!
If you could check it out, or just share it, I can guarantee it would be super appreciated!
Anyone who says 3” tall crocheted birds aren’t cute is a dirty liar.
These little guys are made from Turqua Red Heart yarn, Caron Simply Soft dark blue yarn, and some spare brown yarn (I have no idea which brand it was anymore). Both are made slightly differently, and are unique in their own little ways.
From my new crochet blog!
Seeing posts like this from people who are obviously supporting what they think they aren’t makes me sad.
Also, really? Stereotyping women? It’s not actually that much more difficult for a guy to piss with the toilet seat down. The reason I ask Jacob to is because oh my god piss gets everywhere. Seriously. I don’t like touching that nasty toilet seat when I know it’ll never truly be clean.