1. Remind them of all the kind and thoughtful things they’ve done for you, and for the other people in their life.
2. Remind them of times when they’ve pushed ahead, and kept on going, even when it was hard.
3. Remind them of the times when things worked out eventually, and their efforts were rewarded, and they reached a personal goal.
4. Remind of the funny things they’ve said and done, and the times when you have laughed, and shared some happy memories.
5. Show them they are worthwhile and are valuable by doing something special that makes them feel they’re loved.
How to Help a Friend See they’re Not a Failure
I am surprised that my dash has gone this long without someone shipping Varian/Sylvanas from the cinematic
Also maybe a little bit disappointed.
I am surprised that my dash has gone this long without someone shipping Varian/Sylvanas from the cinematic
katsarelas-sarasota: I made a thing.
When you reblog one of those prompts and get no asks
I don’t want to live any longer in this world of “the customer is always right.” This is a world that shows the aggressive, the bull-headed, the cruel that they have full license to behave like beasts to get what they want. Half the time, they’re even rewarded for it; “here, ma’am, so sorry for the trouble, please accept this gift card–no charge.”
I want to live in a world that punishes these childish adults as you punish a toddler throwing a tantrum. No candy for you, Jimmy; you’re going home to bed if you can’t mind yourself in public.
Throw a hissy fit because your cashier isn’t moving as fast as you’d like? Find yourself gently escorted from the store until you can show some basic compassion and patience.
Hurl a pen across the table at your signing agent? You’ve just forfeited your right to refinance your mortgage this week. Try again when your temper is managed.
Scream obscenities at the Taco Bell rep because you know it’ll earn you a free soft shell? Here’s your money back; please feel free to play again when you’ve realized fast food is not worth more than the price of human dignity.
I am so sick of accepting–and, in truth, rewarding–these callous behavior patterns in customer service industries. The fact is, the customer is not always right. The customer is often just testing to see what he can get away with. Stop pandering to spoiled children, and show your employees they have more value than their red polo, or how much abuse they can withstand in a 40-hour week.
We are here to provide a service and to make a living.
We are not your punching bags.
cheesehound: rustfuse: HEYYY. Long time no see. I keep forgetting to post here so I’m going to stick all my recent art in a queue and let it run for a few days. Rummy for @cheesehound! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
HEYYY. Long time no see. I keep forgetting to post here so I’m going to stick all my recent art in a queue and let it run for a few days.
Rummy for @cheesehound!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
someone: Why are you so obsessed with monsters anyway?
me, internally: I have always an intense identification with non-human creatures. They help me with self-identification. They’re allowed to stray from typical beauty standards, which appeals to me, and they are allowed to be gender nonconforming, not to mention not have any gender at all. Typically “ugly” parts are turned into wonderful and handsome or beautiful form. Monsters are a really interesting way for me to accept both myself and my own standards of beauty.
me, out loud: they sometimes have multiple arms and muscles and are hot