Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust

today at work a toddler in a high chair patted me on the arm to get my attention, then when i crouched down and asked him what’s up, he pointed at the table full of chatty old ladies across the aisle and said “NOISE” and i have never in my life been more delighted by a guest complaint

I’m literally zendaya reacting like he didn’t have to go that hard and yet..

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS WHENEVER IT COMES UP ON MY DASH

I wanna be 14 again and ruin my life differently… I have new ideas

avengers 4 theory: steve finds a way to bring peggy to the future. peggy gives thanos a single stern look and he’s so ashamed of his actions that he undoes everything immediately

PEEKABOO!

This added three years to my life.

SIS OMGGG

i’m really over the idea that customers deserve unconditional respect from employees like nah bitch you deserve back the exact amount of respect you enter the store with. you throw a tantrum in public? you deserve to be escorted out in front of everyone and i hope it’s humiliating for you. you try to come in after close and don’t take “we’re closed” as an answer? you deserve to be told to leave and ignored. you insult the people providing services to you? you deserve to be refused service. if you don’t behave like a damn adult with impulse control and basic compassion, no one personally owes you a fucking thing my dude 

If you had five billion you could hop from job to job, calling entitled customers idiots all across your city, putting the fear of You into every shithead in town until people become afraid to be rude to servers and cashiers, lest you emerge from the back room like some kind of manners-enforcing specter