Standing around behind a til for half a day is murder on the feet, yes
Too many places don't even give you chairs! Come on now, as if you look more unprofessional sitting down than you do grimacing in pain from your sore feet
I did think that, but I think its easier for the average man to pull of the Tennant-professor look than the Matt Smith-professor look. Though I do prefer Matt Smith.
I remember like a year ago me and a friend were having lunch in the park, and an old lady fell over near the entrance. So yeah, we got her an ambulance and helped them out when they got there, and got a nice warm fuzzy feeling as a reward.
Always feels great when I can show someone that not everyone our age are complete morons.
Weird coincidence helping is the best. I was headed to the grocery store a couple months ago, and had to turn around halfway to get something I forgot. I got to the store, park, get out, and hear clicking. The guy in front of me couldn't get his car started.
Then the freezing rain starts. It took some fumbling with the stupid side post battery in my car, but my hands didn't go too numb before we got the two connected long enough for him to start his. That guy probably had a lot of better days after that.
I would've been in the store when he tried to crank it if not for the delay, and he would have waited a long time for help.
Even crazier: I only had jumper cables because my battery kept going dead (fixed by disconnecting the broken lock switches).
What is wrong with a shirt? A shirt is a good look. Don't be daft. And I tell you, I have a million pens in my handbag.
I think it's the crushing realisation that the last time I wore a t-shirt was when my shirts were all in the wash, and I wasn't going outside further than the local Spar, and I actually have no good reason to wear shirts that often, I'm at college doing a scum level course and currently between jobs, and it had never occurred to me in that way before, but god damnit, I have turned old without noticing.
Next step: A suit for every day of the week, worn regardless of circumstances.
In many ways i'm glad that my work has a very strict dress code based on safety standards. It makes choosing what you're going to wear for the day that much easier
What is wrong with a shirt? A shirt is a good look. Don't be daft. And I tell you, I have a million pens in my handbag.
I think it's the crushing realisation that the last time I wore a t-shirt was when my shirts were all in the wash, and I wasn't going outside further than the local Spar, and I actually have no good reason to wear shirts that often, I'm at college doing a scum level course and currently between jobs, and it had never occurred to me in that way before, but god damnit, I have turned old without noticing.
Next step: A suit for every day of the week, worn regardless of circumstances.
What's wrong with that though? Heck, if I could afford to wear dresses everyday of the week then I would. Looking smart is a good thing. You have not turned old. You have just started dressing in a more formal, and probably, classy way. T-shirts are good as long as they fit well.
NaS on here wears a suit every day of the week and he looks dapper as hell, he always looks fantastic.
edit: I agree Tef, though sometimes having to wear black and an apron at work gets old. I look pale as a ghost in it, and not very professional.
A friend of mine is doing a Swimathon for charity, and a complete stranger just stumbled across his sponorship page and pledged £10, which was nice to hear!
Speaking of which my sister is abseiling down the Civic Centre in late April for Mencap. Time for an annoying flashing SPONSOR MY SISTER link in my sig I reckon...
I don't really receive a lot of random acts of kindness, but people that aren't customers are generally nice to me, so no complaints.
Acts of kindness are never about receiving. People being nice to you are acts of kindness. In a world where every costumer is right, we're lucky that some people have manners.
jippee on
Nellie the elephant packed her trunk
and trundled off to the jungle
off she rode with a trumpety trump
trump trump trump
When i was much younger I got hit by a car. I was like 6.
I dont remember this at all, but a trainee nurse rushed over and helped my dad and talked us all through it. Stopped me panicking and all that. I had broken ribs and a crushed shoulder and for all she knew mightve popped a lung or something
Sure you coud say it was her job or whatever, but either way she probably saved my life I reckon. I was lucky she was so near when it happened
I thought you looked dapper in that photo, fyndir. Is that what you're classing as long hair or did you have it long than that?
There are too many compliments, I fear my head shall soon swell.
Excuse me while I dig into Photobucket for a couple of photos.
Inside joke to the max.
High School, also to the max!
I believe it ended up longer than it was in that photo, I remember it reaching my waist, or thereabouts, at one stage.
So, anyway, nice things.
On an eerily regular basis, little old ladies at the supermarket will insist that I go ahead of them, and I do not know why, they do this despite my objections that I really have no problem waiting or anything.
Generally, I'm a very polite person. I keep doors open for people, give thanks to whoever serves me in whatever supermarket/shop, etc. all the time. But this one time, I punched someone in the face. In Holland - As I'm sure is social law mostly everywhere - You let people off a train/bus/tram before trying to enter it. It makes perfect sense. The more guys get out, the more space there's for you to get in. This one guy and his family (from indianish-asian decent) rushed in before anyone got a chance to get out. It was so shockingly rude I actually punched him in the face and said "The train doesn't leave before everyone's in, what's your fucking deal asshole." He looked at me very angry for that. I'm not sorry.
jippee on
Nellie the elephant packed her trunk
and trundled off to the jungle
off she rode with a trumpety trump
trump trump trump
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As you were, then.
Your black and white portrait is deceptively youthful
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Too many places don't even give you chairs! Come on now, as if you look more unprofessional sitting down than you do grimacing in pain from your sore feet
I look 12 but sound 50. I get that kind of confusion all the time, I don't find it offensive at this stage
If I didn't look so shit with a beard, I'd grow one and put paid to it!
I can't really think of anything nice I did recently.
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First thing they said, and all agreed on, was that I look very "professor-y".
I still don't know if that is a compliment, or if it means I look old, or what, and I didn't want to ask.
I'm only 23, damnit.
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Maybe they mean in the way the David Tennant looks professor-y. That is good!
Oh yeah.
David Tennant all up in this.
It is the hair, it is styled back in a professional way, that is what they mean. And that you are dressed smartly!
Ah well, Doctor Who doesn't need to make sense. At least, thats my excuse.
Always feels great when I can show someone that not everyone our age are complete morons.
Then the freezing rain starts. It took some fumbling with the stupid side post battery in my car, but my hands didn't go too numb before we got the two connected long enough for him to start his. That guy probably had a lot of better days after that.
I would've been in the store when he tried to crank it if not for the delay, and he would have waited a long time for help.
Even crazier: I only had jumper cables because my battery kept going dead (fixed by disconnecting the broken lock switches).
Man, I don't dress like that all the time.
Normally it's just a shirt without the tie...and often a pen in the shirt pocket...
oh god, I even sound old.:(
...be right back, gonna shave.
Yet.
I think it's the crushing realisation that the last time I wore a t-shirt was when my shirts were all in the wash, and I wasn't going outside further than the local Spar, and I actually have no good reason to wear shirts that often, I'm at college doing a scum level course and currently between jobs, and it had never occurred to me in that way before, but god damnit, I have turned old without noticing.
Next step: A suit for every day of the week, worn regardless of circumstances.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better
bit.ly/2XQM1ke
What's wrong with that though? Heck, if I could afford to wear dresses everyday of the week then I would. Looking smart is a good thing. You have not turned old. You have just started dressing in a more formal, and probably, classy way. T-shirts are good as long as they fit well.
NaS on here wears a suit every day of the week and he looks dapper as hell, he always looks fantastic.
edit: I agree Tef, though sometimes having to wear black and an apron at work gets old. I look pale as a ghost in it, and not very professional.
I guess, technically, nothing, it's just pining for my youth.
I miss having long hair, sometimes.
You look just fine to me, chin up.
Oh, well.
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Probably not working out well for the shop, but giving out free rentals makes my day a bit nicer.
Speaking of which my sister is abseiling down the Civic Centre in late April for Mencap. Time for an annoying flashing SPONSOR MY SISTER link in my sig I reckon...
Acts of kindness are never about receiving. People being nice to you are acts of kindness. In a world where every costumer is right, we're lucky that some people have manners.
and trundled off to the jungle
off she rode with a trumpety trump
trump trump trump
I dont remember this at all, but a trainee nurse rushed over and helped my dad and talked us all through it. Stopped me panicking and all that. I had broken ribs and a crushed shoulder and for all she knew mightve popped a lung or something
Sure you coud say it was her job or whatever, but either way she probably saved my life I reckon. I was lucky she was so near when it happened
There are too many compliments, I fear my head shall soon swell.
Excuse me while I dig into Photobucket for a couple of photos.
High School, also to the max!
I believe it ended up longer than it was in that photo, I remember it reaching my waist, or thereabouts, at one stage.
So, anyway, nice things.
On an eerily regular basis, little old ladies at the supermarket will insist that I go ahead of them, and I do not know why, they do this despite my objections that I really have no problem waiting or anything.
I guess that is them doing a nice things!
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better
bit.ly/2XQM1ke
I think you look much better with the short hair.
and trundled off to the jungle
off she rode with a trumpety trump
trump trump trump