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Please please please

I saw a post about “Please stop hitting on women while they’re at work” and I 100% agree with it, which is why I’m making a separate post to say please don’t hit on people in general when they’re at work.

I work at a bakery and we have this sweet 16 about to turn 17 year old boy who works up front of our store. He used to work at the place next door to us and, while he was there, a girl he was working with developed a bit of a crush on him and asked him out.

He said no, that he has a girlfriend (which she already knew) and thought they could just continue on being friends and coworkers.

Since beginning work at our bakery she stops in every single day and talks to him for the entirety of her 30 minute long break. He has told her multiple times that he’s at work and can’t stand around and talk and when I asked him if he was uncomfortable his response was a very relieved “Oh, God, yes.” 

He’s tried to talk to one of the owners about it and his response was “You can talk to her after work” not realizing this poor boy is being made incredibly uncomfortable on a daily basis in the work place. 

When we told him he could come into the back to find something to do if he needed to he was so incredibly thankful and relieved. This girl spent twenty minutes standing up front waiting for him to come back after he said he had to go do something. Twenty minutes in the front of the store ever after being told he can’t talk to her. He doesn’t know what would happen if he says that he doesn’t want to talk to her and is genuinely nervous every time she walks in.

The only reprieve he gets is from the bakers in the back saying “I get it. Come back here” because the Owners don’t understand that he, a male coworker, can be made uncomfortable by these unwanted advancements being made toward him. 

Please.

This post isn’t made to undersell not hitting on women while they’re at work. I get that and that’s why this separate post exists.

Please.

Don’t hit on people when they’re at work.

Don’t hit on people when they can’t tell you no. 

I loved every second that it took me to read this

I’ve changee my Instagram username after like 9 years of having it, I feel weirdly emotional

anyways, fuck jk rowling

could you explain the post about shoelaces and presidents? it would be greatly appreciated thank you

Sure! Do you mean this post?

So, it started in a post in 2012 (or earlier, I don’t know the exact date). As the Urban Dictionary entry explains, you would say “I like your shoelaces” in public as a sort of secret code if you suspect there’s another Tumblr user there. And if there is another Tumblr user, they would reply “Thanks, I stole them from the president” to let you know they understood the message and are, in fact, a Tumblr user. 

I don’t think people do this anymore, and if they ever did, it probably wasn’t a very common thing to do. Maybe they did back in 2012 when the post was recent and Tumblr wasn’t as popular as it is now. 

I also don’t think there’s any deeper meaning to the phrases. “I like your shoelaces” seems like a pretty common and nice thing to say, and if it turns out the person you thought was a Tumblr user doesn’t recognise the ‘secret message’, nothing would happen. But then “Thanks, I stole them from the president” seems weird and specific enough that you would know they understood the ‘secret message’, unlike if they just replied “Thank you”. 

Then other posts appeared making references to the shoelaces and president posts:

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Reasons why I am Virgil Sanders

When I put a hoodie on, I never want to take it off, and my favorite one is black.

Speaking of black it’s all I wear, no colors for me.

I love alternative, emo music especially the emo trinity.

My favorite color, other than black is Purple.

I am made of anxiety. It literally envelops my very being.

I have to have my headphones on me at all times.

I need to pull my sleeves over my hands because it helps me feel safe and grounded.

I have done the “4, 7, 8” breathing exercise for years and years.

I would love to hide under the covers until the sun goes away, too.

I get overwhelmed very quickly.

I never really feel like I fit in anywhere completely, like I am kind of out of place.

I love Tim Burton movies with a passion.

I too like to sit on surfaces that aren’t meant to be sat on after a tough day.

Looking at the darker messages in cartoons and movies really interests me.

I am really lazy for the most part.

I usually become friends with really cheerful, happy people despite not really being one myself other than a bit on the surface.

I will add more if I think of any.

Reblog if you actually give a shit about anyone who’s suicidal or depressed.

No one should scroll past this

Break the stigma