Solace
My name is Lynzie and I am fucking fabulous. Yes, this blog is named after Schala from Chrono Trigger, thx.
27; Bakersfield, CA, USA; cisfemale; white; asexual and panromantic; extremely liberal; feminist.
This blog is full of nerdiness and social justice and food and cats. Mostly I reblog stuff, but sometimes I post pictures of my cats, sometimes I post what I made for dinner because I fucking love food, and every once in a while I rant about something or other.
People often ask me what my fandoms are; I don't really get into fandoms, but I'm a big fan of The Legend of Zelda series, RENT, El Hazard, most of Squaresoft's games from its Super Nintendo era, and I have a love-hate relationship with Glee and Ragnarok Online.
Not Homophobic, But...
Fuck Yeah, Vocabulary Building
Fuck Yeah, Seashells
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I gave the sibling a link to an easy chocolate cake recipe, and she made it perfectly. And then I improv’d an excellent chocolate icing.
I cut...
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Anonymous asked: BABYKILLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How else is a starving atheist to eat?
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This is the part where I BAWWWWWWW because there is no more Firefly.
It is my dream to be able to do the author version of this,...
so yesterday this guy makes an order for delivery
and, apparently accidentally, gives us both the wrong address and the wrong phone number
hopefully this is obvious but if you give us both the wrong address and the wrong phone number you’re probably not going to get your pizza until you call us and ask where your pizza is
it’s nothing against you. it’s just that, y’know, we don’t know where to bring the pizza.
so when you call corporate to complain - saying that our service is terrible because we didn’t get your pizza to you in the time quoted - you’re being a really big douche.
and when the second driver (me) brings your order to the correct address, you probably don’t need to be a huge douche to her, either.
i probably sound upset but honestly this is hilarious to me because this guy was just… way over the top with how pissed off he was. if i didn’t know better i’d have thought he was parodying an angry customer and laughed.
i get to his house and ask, “how are you?” and he goes, “terrible.”
i hand him a bag full of extras - a free 2-liter, a few extra ranch and marinara dipping cups, a handful each of crushed red pepper and parmesan cheese packets, and he just rolls his eyes at me as he takes them.
i hand him the pizza and then start to put the credit card slip on top of the box and hand him the pen and he goes, “oh, you’re going to make me sign for this shit, too? fuck.” and stomps away to put the pizza on the table.
he then proceeds to make a show of underlining the giant 0 he put on the tip portion of the slip. while he’s concentrating on drawing all over the slip his cat comes up behind him and is clearly trying to sneak outside, so i ask if the cat is allowed outside, and he starts screaming at me to stop looking into his house … and then tells the cat to get back inside.
he then hands me the slip and slams the door literally in my face. if i hadn’t taken a quick step backward i would’ve had a broken nose, no joke.
PIZZA IS SRS BSNS GUYS
and today i brought a free pizza to the people at the gas station and they practically kissed my feet
so
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froth said:
I fucking hate how people get food aggression.
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sarrrasaurus said:
lol it’s so obvious when people haven’t worked in any retail or restaurant jobs. like the assholeishness that people subject retail and restaurant workers to BLOWS MY MIND. i have to lecture my parents to not be assholes every time i go eat w/them.
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