I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money.
“A scam” people are fucking wild.
This happened to me, too. A woman had used WIC for the majority of her stuff (which I say from personal experience is such a long and embarrassing process) and to buy the remainder of her groceries, which included diapers and wipes, she used a card, and it got declined. I bought the other $30 of her groceries because hey, I’ve been there, and now I’m not. She was extremely emotional and began to cry and even hugged me. My mom called me on the drive home and could tell I had been crying myself, asked what was wrong, and when I told her what happened, she berated me for being “duped.” I couldn’t believe she could be so disappointed in one of her children for doing something- nice? Is that the hill you want to die on? Getting mad about people needing groceries?
I once paid for a woman’s bill at the vet…it wasn’t a big one, but she was trying to pay for some medication for her dog, and her card was declined. And her lip started trembling, and she says “I don’t get paid until Tuesday, would he be ok until then?”
So I just told them to add the $20 something onto my bill, and I thought she was going to break down crying right there.
And I don’t care if it was a scam or not. Just do nice things for people sometimes.
Do good recklessly.
I think “Do good recklessly” would be fantastic word art to hang on one’s wall. Artistic people, go!
So this has happened to me but from the other side. Several years ago when my oldest was around three or so, I had my debit card decline at Walmart. It wasn’t a scam or a mistake, I was genuinely broke. Out of money. I checked my bank and discovered I had something like 7 dollars left to my name and a hungry kid and nothing to eat at home. So I sat there trying to come up with the best way to stretch that tiny amount of money to feed my kid. Not even to feed me. I can live on popcorn or something if I have to but my kid was three and he had to eat. So there I am trying really hard not to cry while I slowly take things out of my basket to get it down to under 7 bucks, when a lady tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and she smiled at me and started putting the things back in my cart. I opened my mouth to tell her that I didn’t have the money for them but she stopped me right away and said “Don’t worry about it. It’s gonna be fine.” Then she handed the cashier her credit card and said “Ring up all of it.” My kid got to eat because of her. I got to eat because of her. I had laundry soap and deodorant because of her. She could’ve just ignored me silently struggling in that line. She could’ve decided I was a scam and gone home feeling good about avoiding being duped. But instead she chose to help me and she saved us. So maybe the person struggling in front of you is trying to put one over on you or maybe they are just sad and broke and trying to figure out what to do. You get to decide which you want to believe and what you want to do. But I’ll tell y’all, no one has ever been more beautiful to me than that lady in that line who saved me and my baby. Be like her. Be beautiful.
Do good recklessly
DO BETTER. BE BETTER. STRIVE TO BE BETTER.
DO GOOD RECKLESSLY
One time, my dad and I were living the grocery store and there was a guy outside asking for money to buy some stuff to take home for his kids. It was around Christmas time. My dad asked him if he could give him groceries instead of money, and the guy immediately said yes, so my dad gave him one of everything we bought (meat, rice, some chocolates, milk, oil). At that time, my dad hadn’t gotten his paycheck because the company he worked for was going through a tough time, but he didn’t care, he saw an opportunity to help someone and he did.
Another time, my dad gave 50 bucks to a guy who said he needed to buy medicine for his kids. I told my dad he was probably going to spend the money on alcohol or something, but my dad said that “whether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mine”.
I never forget that.
“whether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mine”
louder, for the people in the back
Part of being a Warrior is doing good recklessly.
-FemaleWarrior, She/They
About a decade ago, I was trying to figure out how to put together a holiday meal for my little household, with only $7 to my name. We were joking around about it and stuff, because it’s better to laugh than cry, and this very nice older lady noticed us, and said it looked like we were having fun. I laughed, and told her what we were doing, and she insisted, then and there, on giving us $20 to help us out. We tried telling her we’d be fine, but she would not take no for an answer.
It’s not the first time a stranger’s kindness has helped me during a rough time, but every time it’s happened, it’s made such a huge difference.
If I refused to help out in turn when I can just because the person in need MIGHT be a scammer, it would feel like spitting on the kindness that was shown to me.
This is fucking beautiful and just what I needed to hear/read.
even if you’re going through a tough time (like me: my parents don’t give a shit about my mental disorders and told me to walk it off like wtf assholes) chances are, someone is going thru something harder and it will do infinitely more good than bad to take some time out of your day to help! :)
For example I was on a bus with some girls coming home from a trip for my orchestra and we were all in the back of the bus and it was SUPER hot and there was no AC and we had ran out of water yesterday and the adults were passing out water bottles and I just so happened to get the last one and the five girls behind me were super upset, so I took a TINY sip and then passed the rest to them and they were really grateful, but everyone else was giving me crazy looks. Moral of the story, help.
Its so. Fucking. Worth it.
i know, i’m a gimmick blog.
but also, if you see a musician with an open case, give them some money damnit. They might be struggling. You will make their day, i assure you.
Also, buy homeless people food, and their pets (if they have any) some kibble and water!
if you donate one single us dollar to the unrwa, you will have donated more money than you would have by clicking that stupid arab.orb link every day for four and a half years. yes, they do actually donate money to the unrwa, but even with tens of thousands of clicks, most of that money is the baseline $90 they send every quarter. from 2023 quarter 4, half a million clicks turned into $380.57. maths out to six hundreths of one cent per click. just donate to unrwa.
I appreciate that lots of games now have ditched body options being tied to gender but now we reaaally gotta move on from “slightly buff thin body” and “super skinny body” being the only available options.
She loves her worms more than any other toy. She plays with them loads and carries them around the house
At night the worms have to go in a box so that she doesn’t wake me up playing with them. So every evening before bed I gather up the worms, put them in their box and have Maggie say goodnight to them.
Screaming and swearing and crying and yelling and casting curses because I’ve been having terrible headaches every single day for WEEKS and today I took some salt pills to self medicate for my heart problem (POTS) that’s been acting up a little bit and I feel like 80% better and a brain fog I didn’t even realize I was in has lifted. Thoughts are crisp and minty fresh. Thinking in HD. “That’s great,” you say, “why are we upset about this?” Because I have had that bottle of salt pills since at least September.
I had the solution to my problem the ENTIRE time. If I had remembered, at ANY point, that POTS can cause headaches, I could have solved this mystery weeks ago. And yeah, my head still kinda hurts, but I’m hoping the sobakawa (buckwheat hull) pillow I’m waiting for will help fix my neck issues and then I won’t have tension headaches anymore either.
I highly recommend occasionally looking up The Disorders that afflict you, especially if you have shit memory (due to The Disorders) because sometimes they discover new things but even if they don’t, I now know that POTS is probably the reason I get nauseous and migrainy if my immediate surroundings are hotter than 75°F/24°C
This video is from Dragonwood Wildlife Conservancy, and they are yearling (last year’s babies) Cuban crocodiles. Good news for you, this isn’t actually a distress call! According to @kaijutegu (and her giant bookshelf full of reptile resources), the laser sounds are an affiliative social call that young Cuban crocodiles use to communicate with their parents. They normally stop making the noise at around two years old, which is approximately when they start dispersing from the family group.
See, Cuban crocodiles are a super social species - and one of the few where the fathers stick around and provide paternal care for the babies! In the wild, babies would regularly interact with both parents, including when they provide food. This call is basically the type of vocalization that the babies use to communicated with their parents.
These crocodiles are being hand-raised as part of a private-sector breeding and reintroduction program (because the parents are so protective of their offspring that if you left them the babies to raise, you’d never be able to safely get close to them), and so they’re responding to the guy in the video the same way because he’s constant known safe individual and also the provider of food. He’s not a threat - his presence is a good thing, and he’s worth interacting with because it normally means food. You can also tell from their behavior and body language that they’re not stressed: some of the crocodiles are actively climbing on him and interaction of their own volition, but the ones that aren’t don’t show any indicators of hyper-vigilance. If that were a distress call, every crocodile that heard it would be alert and on edge looking for the threat. Distress calls tend to only happen once or twice, because in the wild continuing to make noise makes a baby more vulnerable: so these crocodiles wouldn’t be continually vocalizing if they felt threatened. There’s no snapping or gaping or freezing, all of which would be behavioral indicators of distress or discomfort. (Here’s a video of a baby nile crocodile being harassed by photographers which will give you a visual reference for both freezing and gaping.)
So, hey, this is certifiably cute - and good for conservation!
Okay, I know I acted silly about this, but the fact that there is 1 singular year round roller skating rink in the city of Philadelphia home to 1.6 million people is kinda fucking horrifying when you think about the broader implications of it.
We live in a society without access to third places and those that existed in the past are dying or dead. There aren’t cafes on the corner anymore, they are illegal to open with current US zoning laws, there aren’t cheap movie theaters anymore, skating rinks are dying out, community centers have been getting shut down or under funded for decades, apart from parks and libraries there are literally no places that people can exist in withoutbeing expected to spend money.
How does a society function without leisure, is not pleasure and happiness what we live for and yet in the capitalistic system, we have destroyed every option people have for recreation without spending because we as a society place profit above all else, and that is tearing away at the societal fabric as we can barely deal with it.
The current loneliness epidemic is a direct result of how we have taken away places for people to exist and replaced them with places to spend money at, you don’t try to meet new people while shopping for clothes or furniture, you avoid others. We complain children and teens don’t go outside but we have totally removed every single thing for them to do that isn’t digital
A massive pet peeve of mine is when US progressives say shit like “evangelical christians are terrible but so are hardcore atheists”. Like. even if every single atheist was the most insufferable debate bro imaginable, you get how… one of these groups has structural power that they’ve used for more than a century to prop up and direct state violence domestically and imperially. And the other is like. A random subset of normal people that also includes some redditors. These are not equally harmful communities.
I was trying to keep the scope of this limited to traceable institutions currently active in politics, but yeah, as many people have said in the notes, “more than a century” is a pretty big understatement
The thing about Cottagecore is that is a fetishized aesthetic of country life, divorced from labor and idealized by a primarily urban audience with a backward looking ethos of tradition. They are not prepared for the stresses of a rural life: farming; harvesting; tapping pumpkins to ensure none of them have been replaced with flesh; losing out on income by having to use one of your pigs in a blood sacrifice to paint protective sigils over your doors and windows; checking cracks and chimneys for the flesh-vines of the Pumpkin Lord; having to decide, before the Growth is complete, whether that’s really your tradwife or an amassment of vines, leaves, and blood in the shape of your tradwife; ignoring their desperate pleas that “I’m me! No! No!” as you burn them alive, realizing too late you picked wrong; and the exploitative corporate nature of commercial farming in 2024. All seen through a deeply colonial lens, of course
When I made this post I did not expect it to be an effective test of which Tumblr users actually read a post fully before reblogging, and yet
I respect neopronouns and even played a bit with them myself back in the day but I also think I need a pronunciation guide for some of them
You need to be prepared to answer the question “How do I pronounce that?” when you come up with your pronouns.
I’m not trying to discourage you from coming up with weird pronouns. Be yourself. Confuse the cis and whatnot. But like. Know how your own pronouns are pronounced if you want them used irl. I’ve come across people with neopronouns who had only ever used them online who didn’t have an answer when asked how you pronounce that. Don’t let this be you. Have an answer ready.
This is a good post and these tags are a great addition
me: man i wish dodos still existed so i could eat one
brain: there are many extant species of pigeons and doves still
me: hmmm is it morally right to eat a dove
brain: the morality of eating meat is not affected by the beast it originates. the idea that certain meats are “wrong” to eat is a societal expectation
me: okay what diseases do pigeons carry
brain: some but with proper preparation and with a disease-free specimen you will be okay
me: what is stopping me from eating a dove
brain: your cowardice. you fear social rejection and dread the idea of judgement. but, those who judge you are just as biased and imperfect as you are. you must accept that this is an inevitable part of life, but it should not hold you back. you are in charge of your own destiny
me: okay lala ^_^ *googles “dove resippy” for 4 hours and salivates so hard it floods my room and i drown*
I have changed a lot from the kid I was when I was 13. Any type of love apart from cis/hetero relationships used to not compute for me, and now I’m out to 5 people in my day-to-day life. And honestly, I do kind of owe it a little bit(a whole lot) to Undertale for opening up a different life path. I could have ended up really freaking stupid and probably super depressed without it.
So I binged the entirety of How To Build a Sex Room last night and this one scene just cracked me up
The designer’s at a western leather/tack store looking for supplies to make a rustic-style sex swing and turns to one of the store employees for advice, which initially goes about as amusingly as you would expect
So then she pulls up some pictures to give him an idea of what she needs
Hello everyone, the US Senate is conducting a survey to get the opinions of people on issues such as a ceasefire in Palestine, America funding Israel’s weapons, and the TikTok ban. Please share and take the survey, let your voices be heard. (Non Americans can participate )
