Hot Dog/ice cream seller A, who is always parked right in front of a popular date spot soley because it sells well.
Too bad they always have to listen to these insanely cheese conversations, full of confessions, that have clearly been held back for ages now.
Canât people move a couple steps over so that they DONT have to hear that shit ?
But then B happens, who could be:
A customer, who shows up with a different date every Friday like a fucking clockwork, holding the same cheesy speech and somehow it get them all. What the fuck?!? Do they even have any morals ?
A second hotdog/ice cream seller, who somehow steals all their customers by being even more cheesy and romantic?!? Which gets all them flustered despite it CLEARLY being a marketing ploy!!!!
A somehow even more anti-romantic CEO, who takes their breaks/clients there to relax/ be casual but itâs ALSO a marketing ploy.
A homeless/jobless person, who always comments their exact thoughts annoys them with a one sided monologue about their observations of said annoyingly cheesy couples.
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thinking of what it would be like to be coach finstock during all their shenanigans.
not even the supernatural stuff, but imagine being genuinely into coaching this lacrosse team, and you've got all these athletic dudes who pull their weight and play well, or at least well enough for a high school lacrosse team. and then you've got skinny-linski over there huffing and puffing from running the straights and walking the curves on the track.
stilinski isn't even the one with asthma. and he's so adamant about participating and clearly knows how to play the game, but he is physically incapable of playing it well. but dammit if he doesn't try lmfao
that mccall kid sure improved over the summer though, what the actual fuck. better make him the team captain and piss jackson off, that'll be great for team morale.
I work for a financial institution and have a pretty senior position, but I still have to do a lot of 'training'
Every quarter we have to do 'IT training' that's basically 'dont open phishing emails, don't give out personal information of our clients' and 'everything you do can be tracked, including internet usage and we can read your emails and teams whenever we want.'
Have at it.
I've worked there seven years and they've never once said anything about me reading the news, AO3, Google docs, anything. So I figure đ¤ˇđťââď¸đ¤ˇđťââď¸ I'm fine. They block all social media, but never blocked AO3.
Cut to today.
There are exactly two people in the company I like.
I'm outside decompressing with said two people as we do for 15 minutes at the end of everyday before we go home to our families. Kinda like wiping away the ick of the day.
IT guy: so what's ao3?
Me: what?! Why would you ask me that?
IT: because outside of sites related to your job, that's your most visited website
Me: you guys actually track that?!
IT: yeah we just don't give a shit. Unless you're being audited or investigated we don't give two fucks. So what's ao3?
My other friend is laughing her ass off.
Friend: OH MY GOD ISN'T THAT WHERE YOU READ YOUR WEREWOLF PORN?!
IT: enough said. Hope it's good at least.
Y'all my emo ass, skinny jeans and DC wearing IT guy knows I read/write werewolf porn on the clock and basically said godspeed.
thinking of what it would be like to be coach finstock during all their shenanigans.
not even the supernatural stuff, but imagine being genuinely into coaching this lacrosse team, and you've got all these athletic dudes who pull their weight and play well, or at least well enough for a high school lacrosse team. and then you've got skinny-linski over there huffing and puffing from running the straights and walking the curves on the track.
stilinski isn't even the one with asthma. and he's so adamant about participating and clearly knows how to play the game, but he is physically incapable of playing it well. but dammit if he doesn't try lmfao
that mccall kid sure improved over the summer though, what the actual fuck. better make him the team captain and piss jackson off, that'll be great for team morale.
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Derek Hale was twenty-two years old when he decided to stop loving.
He just⌠decided to stop. Finally. Suddenly. Forever.
Not everyone. Not exactly. Not his pack, not his memories, not his late family. Not like that.
He decided to stop falling in love. After all, it ruined him every time.
Derek could track his first love back to Paige. The teenage girl who'd promised him music and love, and then died in his arms. Next, there was Kate. The hunter who'd promised him freedom and danger, and then murdered his entire family. Derek found it repeated like that. Again and again. Until finally, there was Jennifer Blake. The Darach whoâd offered him safety and touch, and then sacrificed dozens of innocents behind his back.
Derek felt every love like sorrow and decided he was done. He was going to stop.
He was never going to fall in love again.
It went as planned, until it didnât.
âI don't think I know how to love,â Derek confessed one night to Peter of all people. Two years ago, he never would have imagined this. Even as a boy, he hadn't been very close to his uncle. But suddenly, Peter was the last family Derek had. And he'd never admit any of this to his pack. Boyd might understand. Erica would laugh. And Isaac⌠Isaac had gone through enough.Â
Derek could smell his uncle's surprise. Feel it. Could almost see his dumbfounded, yet amused expression at the sudden vulnerability. He ignored it. Derek didn't look up, fiddling with his hands.
The silence stretched on for a moment before he spoke again.
âWhat do you turn to?â Derek asked, still staring â or glaring â down at the floor. âWhen the anger doesn't work as an anchor anymore. When the pain doesnât tether. What do you use?â
Peter was silent for a moment. Staring, watching. Derek braced himself, expecting a laugh. A mockery. Something that would make Peter, Peter.
He was surprised when that didn't happen. Not right away, at least. Instead, Peter hummed. If not with a touch of amusement. Which made sense. After all, it was Peter.
âI don't,â the man finally said. âI donât turn to anything.â
Derek's eyes snapped up, brows raising with surprise. Peter looked even more amused.Â
âWhat would drive a werewolf sociopathic enough to kill his own niece, Derek?â Peter asked, the words almost amused. âNothing. Or more so, not having anything. No love. No family. No anchor. Itâs maddening.â
Maddening.
Derek stared at him for a moment. He worked his jaw. âNothing,â he said, almost irritated. âYou have nothing?â He didnât believe that. A werewolf had to have something.
But Peter just shrugged.
âNothing,â the older man said, eyes twinkling as he studied him back. Derek thought for a moment, then scowled. That didnât help him. Not at all.
âYouâre about as useless as you were dead,â Derek said, somewhat angrily.
Peter laughed. âAh, and there we go,â he said. He didnât seem offended in the slightest, only amused. âReturning to how things used to be, arenât we? What, are you angry, dear nephew?â
Derek growled and pushed himself up. Suddenly, all his vulnerability was gone. Just like that. Because Peter was Peter. Why did Derek think he could get anything from the man?Â
Before he could stalk off to his room, however, Peter spoke again. This time, he sounded more curious. Less amused. âIf you don't have anger anymore, Derek, what do you have? Whatâs your anchor?â
In the darkness, Derek paused. His shoulders went tense. He looked down the hallway, where his betas were asleep. Their doors were dark. Quiet. No one was listening. No one was awake. For a moment, his chest ached but he quickly snuffed that emotion out.Â
Derek was done loving. He was done falling in love. That would never keep him tethered. It would never keep him sane. It never had. Not for long, anyway. It had always hurt.
It had always set him loose.
But he wasnât angry enough for that to keep him tethered either. Not anymore. Peterâs question rang through his ears and Derek clenched his jaw.
âNothing,â he said finally, and Peterâs scent changed. It changed to something Derek didnât recognize. Something unlike Peter. Something concerned.
That unsettled him.
Instead of saying another word, Derek stalked into his bedroom, slamming the door shut. The frame shook and then the air went silent. Outside, Peter didnât say another word. The betas stayed asleep and silent in their rooms.
Derek wished heâd never said anything in the first place.
Nothing.
That thought almost terrified him. But no more than the idea of love did.
Derek was done falling in love.Â
-
Derek could easily pretend the earlier conversation didnât happen.
Peter didnât spend much time around the loft. He wasnât unwelcome, but he wasnât welcome, and Derek could tell he knew that. The man spent as much of his time as far away as possible, and that was fine with all of them.Â
Derek didnât know where he went. And he didnât care. Thatâs what he told himself.
Erica, Isaac, and Boyd were in their final year of high school. In fact, it was tapering down. Graduation was on the horizon and he knew they were excited. They were all staying in Beacon Hills. Attending the local community college, continuing their training.
They were shaping up to make excellent betas. Heâd never tell them that out loud.
And Derek was doing fine.
Since that unfortunate realization in the presence of his ex-sociopathic uncle, Derek had been doing fine. He trained his betas. He loitered around his loft. He trained himself. He met with Scott McCall and his pack, and together, they worked to keep Beacon Hills safe. Just like his mother would have done. Just like Laura wouldâve done.
Derek felt the tensions between them had lessened.Â
He felt Lydia didnât blame him as much for the previous attempts on her life. He watched as Jackson drifted between the two packs, more omega than beta, which seemed to be his preference. He watched as Scott still spent most of his time with Allison, head over heels.
He watched Stiles.Â
Stiles.
Stiles Stilinski. Skinny, defenseless, Stiles. Sarcastic, ingenious, Stiles. Derek hadnât gotten a good read on him. Heâd never gotten a good read on him.
Thatâs what he told himself, anyway.
Derek thought the last time heâd understood the boy, itâd been after saving Jackson from the Kanima. When heâd looked up, the taste of Gerald in his mouth, and seen a beaten and bruised face of the teen boy. Lip cracked, body trembling. Red sweatshirt covered in blood.
Something about him had smelled like sorrow.
Derek felt the same.
Or maybe, it had been in his loft. That one night when Stiles stared at him, eyes swimming with tears. Staring between him and Jennifer blake. Quietly pleading with him to understand. To believe Stiles and not the woman Derek thought he was coming to love.
Derek believed him. He believed him instantly.
Thatâs the night heâd sworn off love.Â
And soon after, Jennifer betrayed them all. Showed her true self. She turned to be the Darach and Derek had felt such anger and hurt, it didnât make sense. Because he hadnât fully loved the woman yet, he didnât think. But still, it overwhelmed him. It made him feel sick. Suffocated.Â
And then, it made him feel nothing. Those anchors were gone. He felt nothing. He had nothing.
Nothing. Just like Peter had said. Maybe Derek had been too hard on the man.
Or not. It didnât feel like nothing. He didnât feel borderline sociopathic.Â
Derek wasnât going to go on a murder spree. He wasnât going to rip out Scottâs throat or slaughter a bunch of innocent people. Instead, he stuck to what he knew. Training the betas. Loitering around his loft. Training himself. Working with the McCall pack.
Watching Stiles.
Derek did it without thinking. He watched Stiles for three years. From the first day in the preserve, when heâd been standing beside Scott, all hyperactive tendencies and anxious twitches. To the second time at Beacon Hills high, when heâd picked up Erica after sheâd been turned, and Stiles had stared back at him open-mouthed, slightly turned-on. To the third time at a random pack meeting, when Stiles had talking with a twizzler in his mouth, hands making random motions like an inflatable advertising man.
Completely normal. Completely Stiles Stilinski.
Derek watched. He stared. He didnât think about it as the full moon rose high in the sky that night, and Derek didnât feel a touch of fear â or anger. His control never slipped and he felt no urges to run rampant through the night.
Derek was twenty-two years old when he decided to stop loving. And he was twenty-two years old when he fell in love again.
It took a while for him to realize it. But when he did, Derek was terrified. And angst ensued.
Prologue 1/12 (?) chapters ~ love in sorrow (anchor me same)
When absolutely 0 of Bidenâs accomplishments have made any kind of news, and weâve been fed a steady diet of fear and panic for 3 years, no one gets to be shocked when he loses the next election to Donald 2.0.
Posting anything positive about the president here will get you called a capitalist bootlicker.
What do we expect to happen?
Anger sells better. Anger feels better, it feels righteous.
Itâs easier to protest against a president you donât like then to actually remain in charge and keep pushing ahead, even if small, consistent accomplishments are all you receive.
I know Iâll never be missing an election in my life again (barring some kind of major medical event).
I just wish it werenât so damn frustrating, feeling like youâre screaming into the void constantly, fighting against apathy.
CMS just announced that the government will start taking high-cost drugs that were developed with taxpayer dollars and start pulling patents to force competition and low cost generics. Thatâs fucking momentous.
I saw 1 news article on it. I wouldnât have known it happened if I didnât read the news every day. This should have caused the kind of celebration that erupted when companies started announcing $35 insulin caps. Why didnât it?
Low cost hearing aids, lower and $0 student loans, concrete investments in green architectureâŚthere was an announcement like 2 days ago to replace all leaded pipes out of US cities over the next 10 years, which will be an absolute boon in jobs for construction workers and can make our homes safer for kids. Iâm sure Iâll see a headline in a year, âBidenâs lead pipe program causes drivers traffic headaches.â
Republicans want 20 foot concrete barriers topped with barbed wire across the entire southern border, and Democrats want amnesty and ease to citizenship for just about anyone who crosses, and it really seems like until a compromise is made somewhere in there, Republicans will continue to turn out in massive numbers to elections because God told them to, and Democrats will continue to stay home because the last president didnât accomplish 100% of their goals and voting for an imperfect president is a personal and ethical failing.
Now take that mentality and spread it over every single social and economic issue.
I remember how utterly scared and angry we were sone years ago when Trump was trying to bankrupt the USPS. People were talking about it left right and sideways, asking people to buy from the USPS gift shop, start a stamp collection, anything. Then, Biden got elected and put a huge stop to that by getting rid of the unfair laws that only the USPS had to abide by. Overnight, the USPS was saved, and how did everyone react?
They didn't. It was hardly mentioned. Not a blip.
Same exact thing when it came to net neutrality!! It was DEVASTATING when it was killed. People died in wildfires because Internet providers throttled data of firefighters. Xfinity actually stole identities in order to make it happen.
About a month ago, BAM, it was restored because Biden appointed a Democratic leader to the FFC. Did anyone talk about it? Nope. I saw ONE post.
okay, so as much as I think that Biden was the least shitty of two garbage presidential candidates, and as much as I disagree with some of the things heâs doneâŚ
âŚI have to admit that the Biden-Harris administration has done more for the average Americanâs life than any other I can remember in the last 20-30 years.
even with a congress made up of majority spoiled toddlers who would rather kill a man than vote âyesâ to save a hundred thousand, they have:
changed the Medicare enrollment periods for elderly and disabled individuals, so that they donât have to literally enroll in the designated period for enrollment and then STILL WAIT for 2, 3, 4, 5, or even SIX months for their healthcare to start
along the Medicare line, they have added special enrollments for: people who just got released from jail, who lost their low-income healthcare through Medicaid, had a medical emergency or natural disaster that made them miss enrollment, didnât enroll because they were lied to by their employers, etc
they CAPPED THE COST OF INSULIN to $35/MONTH FOR MEDICARE BENEFICIARIES!!!!! and they are working to get it capped to that for all Americans!!! (but of course, Republicans are fighting it)
Biden pardoned all prior federal offenses for simple possession of marijuana and started the review process to get weed rescheduled federally
provided hundreds of billions nationally in funding for the repair of roads/bridges/highways, expanding high-speed internet access, improving public transportation, adding electric vehicle charging, adding clean energy sources, removing pollution still leaking into communities from industrial manufacturing from DECADES ago, and REMOVAL OF LEAD PIPES not just on state land but on TRIBAL land and TERRITORIES!
cracked down on the (frankly, abusive) overdraft fees from banks - to the point that many banks have removed the fees outright rather than deal with an investigation from the federal government over them - and the last minute surprise fees from hotels/concert venues/etc.
They are working to change Social Security taxation so that those making above $400,000/yr actually have to fucking CONTRIBUTE - because, if you didnât know, currently Social Security taxes cap out at $160,000. Yes, meaning that those who are MOST ABLE TO AFFORD paying more taxes, and who would contribute MORE in taxes, are paying pennies (if anything).
Also, to increase the minimum SSA benefit from just a cut-and-dry figure that has to be manually increased (and is therefore subject to NOT getting increased), to a scaling percentage of 125% above the poverty line
Also, also, to increase benefits for surviving spouses who abruptly lose 50%+ of their income when a spouse dies, then are shit out of luck for paying for homes/vehicles/etc
Not only that but:
as many people who were vocally against it, they also made covid vaccines widely available and FREE for everyone during the pandemic
provided massive student loan debt relief
ENACTED A MINIMUM 15% CORPORATE TAX on large companies, who otherwise tend to skirt taxes with legally-gray methods
Rejoined the Paris Agreement - literally canât believe I even have to say that
are providing relief to veterans exposed to burn pits
reauthorized the Violence Against Women Act and added protections for LGBTQ+ individuals and non-women victims, changed it so it now allows tribes to now hold non-native aggressors liable under tribal justice systems, and improved long and short term housing for victims (as well as increased emergency housing access)
Iâm not going to say I agree with every action taken under the Biden-Harris admin (lol, looking at you specifically, IRS), but.Â
These things change peopleâs lives. Not just a little - they are the difference between literally dying a slow death from lack of medication and living happily.
 Between getting heart surgery and NOT getting heart surgery, because you donât have health insurance, because you just got out of prison for having one (1) molecule of weed stuck to your sleeve during a traffic stop.
Election season is already starting, so if you have to remember one thing, remember this:
Adding to this list, the Biden-Harris administration has also:
Changed the Extra Help with Medicare Prescription Drug program, so that EVERYONE on Medicare who is under 150% of the federal poverty level can qualify for zero monthly premiums, zero deductibles, and capped prescription costs at $4.50 generic/$11.40 name-brand.
Provided $3.5 million in grants to expand internet coverage on and to tribal lands.
And $728 million to provide clean, sustainable drinking water to rural and tribal communities and support water and river conservation in the Colorado river basin.
Provided funding for the expansion of Medicaid, meaning that now 40 states offer a yearâs worth of health coverage after birth, so postpartum complications can be, y'know⌠treated without putting you into massive medical debt.
Demanded an additional year of coverage for childrenâs healthcare under CHIP, via the CAA of 2023, with a hopeful continuation even further under section 1115.
Invested $265 million across 16 states for natural disaster preparation and recovery, including streambank stabilization, flood prevention and watershed restoration projects.
And honestly, this administration has done so much more that I donât have time to list - with wide-ranging effects that wonât be fully felt for another few years, but are MONUMENTAL for our country, our healthcare, our environment, our jobs, and our futures.
Please donât allow shills and bots to convince you that voting doesnât matter or that your vote is inconsequential.
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at urgent care and the sheer number of people with covid in here is absurd. if you haven't gotten the most recent vaccination, NOW is the time to get it. if you arent wearing a mask, NOW is the time to start. protect yourself and others as much as you can! you will regret it if you don't.
If you think you have the flu right now, it's probably covid. The current infection rate is the highest it's been since covid started because nobody is taking any care to protect each other.
A picture that says âA student once asked anthropologist Margaret Mead, âWhat is the earliest sign of civilization? The student expected her to say a clay pot, a grinding stone, or maybe a weapon.Â
Margaret Mead thought for a moment, then she said, âA healed femur.â
The second picture is a news headline. It is bolded and a much larger font. â27-year-old who couldnât afford $1,200 insulin copay dies after trying cheaper version.â
The third picture is the same font and size as the Margaret Mead quote. Itâs a continuation. It says, âA femur is the longest bone in the body, linking hip to knee. In societies without the benefits of modern medicine, it takes about six weeks of rest for a fractured femur to heal. A healed femur shows that someone cared for the injured person, did their hunting and gathering, stayed with them, and offered physical protection and human companionship until the injury could mend.âÂ
The fourth picture is another headline. It is in a large and bolded type. âDying man who couldnât afford to go to hospital after vomiting blood"
The fifth picture is a screenshot of the Margaret Mead story.
Mead explained that where the law of the jungleâthe survival of the fittestârules, no healed femurs are found. The first sign of civilization is compassion, seen in a healed femur.Â
The next screenshot is of a slightly different font. The letters are pointier and the lines are a little curvier. It says, âSusan Finley returned to her job at a Walmart retail store in Grand Junction Colorado, after having to call in sick because she was recovering from pneumonia.
The day after she returned, the fifty three year old received her ten year associate award â and was simultaneously laid off, according to her family. She had taken off one day beyond what is permitted by Walmartâs attendance policy.
After losing her job in May 2016, Finley also lost her health insurance coverage and struggled to find a new job. Three months later, Finley was found dead in her apartment after avoiding going to see a doctor for flu-like symptoms.Â
A screenshot of a bold, bigger headline. It says âThe house always winsâ: Insurersâ record profits.
A final screenshot of smaller text with a slightly gray background. It says âWe are at our best when we serve others. Be civilized.â /end ID.]Â
in america at least, in this situation, there isnt one. either your loved ones or the firemen can get you out using the emergency fire escapes or stairs, or you dieÂ
last summer my friend who is an amazingly talented artist and i were in this super tall building, and sheâs in a wheelchair and iâm pushing her around the room. itâs an art exhibit and some of her art was chosen to be showcased there and so itâs all fine and dandy until suddenly an alarm starts going off
a FIRE ALARM
everyone starts running for the stairs and my friend just looks at me with this forlorn look on her face
âi canât go down the stairsâ
but iâm a stubborn bitch âiâll carry youâ
âwhat about my chair? itâs too expensive for me to be able to get another one if i canât get this one backâ
âiâll carry that tooâ
and i did. we went to the stairs (by then most people from our floor were gone) and i lifted her up in a firemanâs carry over my shoulder and then lifted her chair up and used the ridiculous amount of adrenaline that was coursing through my veins to make it down approximately 20 half-flights of stairs until we met some people exiting lower floors, one of which who kindly took the chair. I changed positions so i was holding my friend bridal-style which was, somehow, easier and the person who took her wheelchair (with her permission to handle it of course) accompanied me to the ground floor and then out the doors
basically there is no real protocol for people who canât use the stairs in an emergency. itâs up to the people with them, if anyone, to help them or the person to somehow make it down the stairs alone, unassisted
thank fuck that it was just a faulty alarm system, because if i was unable to carry her down those stairs and the building was on fucking fire???? then i donât know what would have happened to her, but i donât think it would have been very good.
itâs fucking ridiculous and ableist to the absolute max.
I use a cane. When I did a day-long fire safety training at my northeast American university (UMass Amherst), I asked that exact same question: âwhat am I supposed to do if the fire alarm goes off and Iâm in my lab on the twelfth floor?âÂ
the fire marshal hemmed and hawed for a while and then said to take the elevator- youâre supposed to leave it free for the fire department to use and they want able-bodied people out fast not waiting for elevators. if the fire alarm has just gone off the building probably hasnât suffered enough structural damage to make using the elevator dangerous, and modern elevator wells are heavily reinforced. many large and high-trafficked buildings on my campus have fire rated elevators that link in with the fire alarm system so they wonât let you off on a floor with a possible fire.Â
if the elevator isnât working, wait in the stairwell and call the fire department to let them know where you are. modern stairwells are also heavily reinforced- it might not be pleasant but modern building code usually requires fire-resistant stairwell doors in office and big residential buildings, also to help firefighters get in and out safely. older buildingsâ stairwells may or may not be retrofitted with fire-resistant doors but a stairwell is generally the safest place to wait if you canât get out.Â
what happened to your friend was horrible, and iâm very glad you were there to help her out, but you can absolutely use the elevator to evacuate if itâs not shut down. those donât-use-the-elevator rules are for abled people. Â
Okay, firefighter here. If you are not physically able to use the stairs, and the elevator is NOT compromised, use the elevator. But you MUST be ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that the elevator is NOT compromised before you get into it, because there is always the chance that once you get into it, you may not exit it. Power could go out. The elevator may actually BE compromised and you just couldnât tell from where you were until you were in there, and it suddenly shuts down on you. Something else could happen.Â
Understand that once you enter the elevator, you could POTENTIALLY be taking your life into your hands there.
It is NOT LIKELY, to be perfectly honest. Itâs only in a pretty catastrophic scenario - think the Twin Towers, USA, on September 11th - that the elevators will be compromised and out of service. But there is a NOT ZERO PERCENT CHANCE and you need to understand that and accept it.
As for leaving the elevators free for the firefighters, okay, hereâs the deal. Unless your nearest fire station is literally right next door? Your first on scene fire truck is NOT likely to be there on scene and needing that elevator before you get to the ground. It takes us TIME to find the address, gear up, and drive to the building. Then we need to hoof it into where the elevators even ARE, so YOU HAVE TIME to use the elevator to get down to the ground floor... BUT ONLY IF THEREâS NOT A RUSH ON THE ELEVATOR! And THAT is WHY we donât tell people this shit. Thatâs WHY we tell people to NEVER USE THE ELEVATOR... because every self-entitled asshole will use it because they donât feel like walking, and then put YOU in danger by delaying the elevatorâs arrival to you.
IF, however, the elevator IS compromised, or you just canât get it to come for you, or whatever, and you either donât have anyone with you who has the adrenaline fueled BALLS to be able to toss you over their shoulder and hoof it down the stairs with you - because, letâs face it, that is RARE AS FUCK, then HERE IS WHAT YOU DO:
You call 911 and tell the call taker that you are in the building that has a fire alarm going off, and you are not able to evacuate because of a physical disability, and you tell them what floor you are on, and EXACTLY what stairwell you are waiting at. And the very FIRST thing that the firefighters are going to do once they arrive, if it is, indeed, a REAL emergency, and not a false alarm, is come get your ass and bring you down. Whether that means carrying you down the stairs, or whether that means locking out the elevators so that no one else can override them and coming to get you themselves, they WILL come get you FIRST THING if it is a real event. And if it is a false alarm? You will probably be the first person who is not involved with the building to know, because the call-taker is going to stay on the line with you until you are under someoneâs care and out of danger, or until the scene has been sorted out as real or false, and you are out of danger that way.
These are pretty standard operations in the fire service throughout the United States. There may be some minor variations based on specific municipalities, but, for the most part, this is pretty typical: LIFE BEFORE PROPERTY. So, as long as SOMEONE knows where you are - hence why you call 911 - Firefighters will come get you. You are NOT alone, and you have NOT been abandoned. I PROMISE. Itâs like, our whole reason for doing the shit we do: to save lives and to break shit. Sometimes, we get lucky enough to do both at the same time.
High rise fires suck ass, and I always hated them. But the very FIRST thing I asked anytime we got one was if we had âany entrapmentsâ - which is what we call anyone who could not self-evacuate for ANY reason. We ainât leaving you behind. And yes, your friend who doesnât have the stamina to carry you down can stay with you, too. Because I would never ask that of someone, honestly.Â
Also, just a little FYI... MOST fire alarms are false alarms. Not to make anyone complacent or anything, but, yeah. Most of them are either system malfunctions, someone accidentally hit a pull station, or someone burned popcorn in a break room. So donât let a fire alarm freak you out until you need it to - by smelling or seeing smoke or flames.Â
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Itâs interesting how diseases rip through schools at incredible speeds despite being in an arguably modern, clean(ish) environment. I wonder if it has something to do with the whole âyou need a doctorâs note to excuse your absence of even one dayâ combined with the average price of going to a doctor, the lack of education on things like âyouâre still contagious even after the fever goes awayâ, and the overwhelming message of âif you donât struggle through it, youâre a failure!â
On my campus there tends to be a problem where even I you have the doctors note professors will still take points off of your final grade regardless of how sick you are. Iâve seen people show up to class with the stomach flu, pneumonia, respiratory infections and all sorts of other contagious ailments.
The school system I grew up in put an absolutely ungodly amount of pressure on kids to Show Up Every Day No Matter What. Many schools are like this, but looking back, my townâs was borderline fucking dystopian. They asked me why I didnât just âpostponeâ a surgery at one pointâ when I was fifteenâ to give you an idea of how monumentally obtuse these people were.
So, in elementary school, I started having chicken pox symptoms, right? They were mild because I was vaccinated (yay!) but my mom recognized them quickly and took me to the doctor, because my mom is a reasonable human being with standards. The doctor said âyup, youâve got those pox, it may seem mild but please for the love of god DO NOT take her to school, she is very contagious even though she may FEEL okay.â
So I had to stay home from school until I got clearance from my doctor to go back. I was an angry little gremlin the whole time, because I wanted to go to the school library and read books about the human skull, but my mother said, âno, you cannot leave this house, and do not scratch the bumps please.â So I sat at home and tried not to scratch the bumps, like a good little gremlin.
A few days into my Chicken Pox Related House Arrest, we got a letter from the school. I was far from the only person with chicken pox, as it so happened. Like⌠a tenth of my second grade class had Confirmed Pox. We all fell ill within DAYS of each other.
So how did this happen, you ask? Well, a kid had chicken pox, and he came to school anyway. âAh, well perhaps they didnât know,â you may very well say. âMaybe his parents didnât notice!â No. No, they noticed. In fact they KNEW it was CHICKEN POX. They sent him to school anyway.
The kidâs parentsâŚâŚ.. were, in fact, teachers at the school. And they KNOWINGLY made him go to school sick, because they didnât want to risk hurting his precious âperfect attendanceâ record. They figured that since he wasnât, like, Literally Dying, it was better for him not to miss school. Never mind the fact that they were actively endangering hundreds of little kids.
Fast forward to my freshman year of college. A kid came to class with mumps because he âcouldnât afford to missâ. Guess what happened? Mumps outbreak! Diseases are, as it turns out, good at being diseases! Vaccinations are phenomenal, but they can only do so much, and some people rely on herd immunity to not be killed by preventable illness.
This entire attitude needs to die. Itâs dangerous. Food service workers are forced to show up sick, little kids are forced to show up sick, college students show up sick because theyâre afraid of flunking out.
And on top of it all, misinformation campaigns are encouraging people not to get vaccinations! Itâs 2019 and weâre flirting with the plague! Next thing you know some blogger is gonna be like âactually we should all be fucking rats and eating our meat raw, death to all science and god bless americaâ