in every workplace there should be a secret button you can press and if everyone presses it the workweek immediately ends and you can go outside and play instead of sending email
ok i made this post and this afternoon our server locked us out and i spent the rest of the day shooting the shit with my coworkers outside in perfect spring weather. i do believe in magic but mostly i believe in the secret button
"Buy one burger using the app, get another for $1" (all month)
Make an in-app purchase of $10+ and able to use a one-time coupon for a free crispy chicken sandwich or crispy chicken BLT (May 15th - May 21st)
Free soft drink with purchase via app as a one-time coupon (May 29th - June 4th)
$2 off breakfast combos and premium combos through the app, refreshes weekly throughout May
"Wendy's Is Selling Junior Bacon Cheeseburgers for 1 Cent to Celebrate National Hamburger Month
There's also free Wendy's crispy chicken sandwiches, BOGO burgers and more.
All of May, the fast food chain is serving up juicy deals for National Hamburger Month and National Hamburger Day (which lands on May 28).
While there's discounted breakfast options and chicken sandwich deals, arguably the best deal is the Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, which is selling for just 1 cent with any purchase (no minimum) on the Wendy's app.
The deal runs from May 26 through June 1, just in time for a Memorial Day snack, but can only be used once throughout the week."
herbs to bring to jeff the griller so he can use it as a garnish for his steak. they're bringing it to jeff the iller who is unfortunately not feeling well today
It’s not turn-based but there is actually a game that is 100% this.
It’s called Kingsway, and it’s an active-time-battle roguelite. And it’s designed to look AND PLAY like windows 95. And I don’t mean it plays like a windows 95 game, I mean it plays like the operating system itself. Window management is a key part of the game! Often you have to juggle many windows and pop-ups to avoid getting hit or curses or whatever.
Like, when they cast a curse on you, it pops up as a small dialog box, often behind the main window, and you have only a few seconds to click AVOID to it.
The game doesn’t pause when you do inventory management, and you often have to manage a lot of bags at once. That’s hard to do in real-time, since each one is a separate window. The game uses the Windows 95 UI as part of the difficulty!
It’s a lot of fun and I highly recommend trying it out. Currently 10$ on steam, often drops down to like 5$ when there’s a sale. Check it out.
when you see your little kitty walking toward you at a leisurely pace and say "hi baby!" bc you're excited to see her and she starts trotting a little bit faster 'cause she's excited to see you too. that's what life is all about i think
Pigeons are doves. They are rock doves, and I wonder if we began to call them that if people would hesitate to hate them, as doves have that history as messengers of peace. It is true that in my neighborhood nobody hates the mourning doves, dusky and elegant with wings that squeak as if they flap on rusty hinges. They roost on the wires like little Audrey Hepburns, while the pigeons troll the ground, tough and fat, some of them look like they should be smoking cigarettes. They look poor and banged up, like they could kick the mourning doves’ asses but are wise to the divide-and-conquer tactics we use on one another, so they coo wearily at the mourning doves and waddle forth in search of scavenged delights. What you may not know is when you call a pigeon “a rat with wings” you have given it a compliment. The only thing a rat lacks is a pair of wings to lift it, so you have named the pigeon perfectly. When you say to me, “I hate pigeons,” I want to ask you who else you hate. It makes me suspicious.
I once met a girl who was so proud to have hit such a bird on her bicycle, I swear, I thought that it was me she hit. I felt her handlebars in my stomach and now it is your job to feel it also. The pigeons are birds, they are doves. They are the nature of the city and the ones who no one loves. When people say they hate pigeons, I want to ask them if they hate themselves, too. Does it prick the well of your loathing? Do they make you feel dirty and ashamed? Are you embarrassed about how little or how much you have, for how you have had to hustle? Being dirty is not a problem for the pigeon. You can ask it, “How do you feel about having the city coating your feathers, having the streets gunked up in the crease of your eye?” and the pigeon would say, “Not a problem.” You will now stop blaming the pigeon. It is not the pigeon’s fault. The pigeon was once a dove, and then we built our filthy empire up around it, came to hate it for simply thriving in the midst our decay, came to hate it for not dying. The pigeon is your ally. They are chameleons, gray as the concrete they troll for scraps, at night they huddle and sing like cats. Their necks are glistening, iridescent as an oil-slick rainbow, they mate for life, and they fly.
wearing a trans pin this week because I think I've been passing too well with my students/chaperones thus far (I'm in an extremely trans friendly area and environment, and a lot of my students are also trans- I want to be visible to them)
so far the biggest difference I've noticed is that suddenly, they're all using they/them pronouns for me.
the notes on this post are a good example of why people REALLY need to be told that "they/them" is still misgendering if you have been told that the person in question does not use those pronouns (incl. by omission, i.e., introducing themselves with pronouns that do not include they/them).
