I'm crying lmfao my friend went on a date with a really nice guy and mistakenly farted (loudly in
restaurant.
He's begging her for a second date but she's so embarrassed that she doesn't want to 😭🤣😭🤣
@celazoq@snatchseason@gameunlocked26 "People didn't like the original brown lady. So we made her white with the expectation they'll like her now."
😐???
@snatchseason@gameunlocked26 I don't see any racism; it's a matter of taste. What's racist is changing the race of historical or established figures, like Netflix or Hollywood do.
@esmurfer336@TTAESLVT@BlexyX23 Angry or not, you still have a very condescending and disrespectful way of speaking to people, at least on here. Don't expect people to respect what you have to say if you're going to insult them right from the start and say things to make yourself sound superior.
@TTAESLVT@BlexyX23 No thanks, I'll just run if I'm feeling like I'm angry or go to the gym... You know something constructive rather than being a degenerate escaping the world.
@esmurfer336@BlexyX23 Consider the possibility that some women don't look for relationships primarily for sex? The fact that sometimes their intentions in talking to a guy are not simply to "acquire dick" ??
@RealPostFolder As someone who is LGBT I can sympathize when someone feels forced to be someone they're not due to societal pressure to stay in the closet. But I draw the line when it results in you ruining someone else's life with the lie you're living. Try a lavender marriage instead.
@alone_thought_ Immediately placing the blame on her emotional state is kind of gross. Also making someone feel like they are completely trapped in the relationship and have no out is another huge no. Making someone feel forced to stay in a relationship with you is incredibly toxic and selfish.
@insanedms I hate when moms use their kids like this. Saying shit like "look what mommy is gonna buy for you!" and then when you tell her she doesn't get a mom discount, she turns to her crying child and says "I'm so sorry, sweetie, I tried. This man won't let you have it." 🙄
@ceraliza As someone who used to work at McD, when an order comes in we don't see a name on the screen, just what food needs to go in the bag lol. Not sure about other places but I really don't think it makes a diff. If you order a large fry, that's what you're getting regardless.
@baberuth52@MrPitbull07 It specifies that she left her shoes behind on the stairs, but also that she kept them and they were later preserved in the 911 Museum.
@baberuth52@MrPitbull07 It says she lost her shoes at some point while descending the stairs, then later claims she kept the ash-covered shoes. You'd think at this point AI would at least be able to generate text slop that doesn't contradict itself. 🙄
She woke up on September 11, 2001 with bronchitis.
She almost called in sick.
Instead, she went to work.
That decision saved her life.
Her name is Joanne Capestro.
She worked on the 87th floor of the North Tower of the World Trade Center.
At 8:46 a.m., she was sitting at her desk with a cup of tea.
Then the building moved.
American Airlines Flight 11 slammed into the tower between floors 93 and 99.
Just six floors above her.
The impact felt like an earthquake.
Ceiling tiles crashed down.
The smell of jet fuel filled the air.
Tea spilled everywhere.
Joanne never saw her desk again.
She found the emergency stairwell and started walking down.
87 floors.
In stocking feet.
At some point her heels came off.
She left them behind.
Years later, what she remembered most wasn’t panic.
It was order.
People descending on the right.
Firefighters climbing on the left.
Hundreds of them.
Carrying heavy gear.
Heading toward the fire she was escaping.
She passed them one after another.
Most would never come back down.
As Joanne continued descending, the second plane struck the South Tower at 9:03 a.m.
She didn't know it yet.
She just kept moving.
Floor after floor.
Step after step.
Eventually she reached street level.
And then everything changed again.
Moments after she escaped, the South Tower collapsed.
A massive cloud of dust and debris raced through lower Manhattan.
Joanne ran.
The cloud swallowed the city.
Visibility vanished.
The sky turned gray.
A firefighter helped her find shelter near St. Paul’s Chapel.
There she found coworker Dominique Davis.
Together, they kept moving.
Nearby, a young photojournalist named Phil Penman was documenting the disaster.
After taking cover during the collapse, he stepped back into the streets and began photographing survivors emerging from the dust.
One of those photographs captured Joanne.
Covered in ash.
Pointing forward.
Still moving.
That image became one of the defining photographs of 9/11.
What viewers couldn’t see was everything that had already happened:
• 87 floors descended on foot
• firefighters passed on the stairs
• smoke and jet fuel fumes
• the collapse of the South Tower
• the realization that the world had changed forever
And what Joanne didn’t yet know was that one of her coworkers, Harry Ramos, had stayed behind helping others evacuate.
He never made it out.
The years that followed were difficult.
PTSD.
Survivor’s guilt.
Memories that never fully disappeared.
She kept the dust-covered shoes and clothing from that day.
Today, they are preserved in the National September 11 Memorial & Museum.
Then something remarkable happened.
In 2015, a museum curator recognized Joanne in Phil Penman’s photograph.
Fourteen years after he captured her image, the photographer and survivor finally met.
They became close friends.
In 2018, Phil photographed Joanne’s wedding.
The same man who documented one of the worst moments of her life was there to capture one of the happiest.
Look at that photograph again.
She isn’t standing still.
She’s moving forward.
A woman who walked down 87 flights of stairs while the world collapsed around her.
A woman who survived.
And when everything became gray and impossible to see...
She just kept walking.
My boyfriend needed new underwear, so I was trying to be helpful and sent him a few options online. The black ones were sold out, so I showed him the other colors they had left. There was cream, green, beige, and orange.
He rejected every single one.
I asked why because they're underwear. Nobody is out here checking what color they are unless something has gone very wrong.
He goes, "I only wear black because other colors are gay."
I actually thought he was messing with me, so I laughed. I waited for him to laugh too, but he was completely serious. He started explaining it like this was common knowledge that everyone else somehow already understood.
The more he talked, the funnier it got. Not because he likes black underwear. Wear whatever you want. I do not care. I was laughing because.......
@Am_hailey Shame. Hes only 8 years old. You let him cry for ten minutes because he wanted to play with your plushy toy? Even kids share their toys with each other. Its normal for a child to want to play with a toy they like. I'm sure he would have given it back to you. Sharing is caring
My nephew cried for 10 minutes because I wouldn't give him the penguin plush off my backpack, and now my whole family thinks I'm a monster. It wasn't just 'a toy.' This little penguin was a gift from a close friend who lives far away, given right before he left. It's a reminder of him, always on my bag, and it means a lot to me.
My 8-year-old nephew saw it and wanted it. I said no, but offered to get him a similar one. He started sobbing, saying 'but this one is already my friend!' Then the adults started giving me strange looks. My mom quietly told me it was 'just a toy on a bag' and my sister later said I made him cry over a 'stupid plush toy' and could have just given it to him. Excuse me? It just makes me so mad that my personal, meaningful gift became 'just a toy' simply because the adults found it uncomfortable to hear a child cry. Why do I have to give up something important to me to avoid family drama? I love my nephew, but that penguin stays with me.
@AngelaH171717@Ezekle1@magacatchick Likewise that's why you'll sometimes hear "unexpected item in bagging area" if you've temporarily placed an unscanned item there, and it forces you to stop and resolve it. This weighing method is a big part of how self-checkout tries to reduce potential for theft.
@AngelaH171717@Ezekle1@magacatchick Often when it pulls this crap it's bc after scanning each item it expects to detect its weight in the bagging area off to the side, verifying that you're indeed only bagging things you've scanned and it all matches up. If you skip the weighing or take too long it gets suspicious.
So I am at Walmart scanning and bagging my almost $300 worth of groceries while the employee that wants $15 an hour "monitors" and then this happened.
Her - why are you double bagging all of your groceries?
Me - excuse me?
Her - you are wasting our bags!
Me - if you don't like the way I'm bagging the groceries, feel free to come on over here and bag them yourself.
Her - that's not my job!
Me - okay, then I will bag my groceries how I please if that's all right with you.
Her - why are you using two bags?!
Me - because the bags are weak and I don't want the handles to break or the bottoms to rip out.
Her - well that's because you are putting too much stuff in the bag. If you took half of that stuff out and put it in a different bag then you wouldn't need to double bag.
*10 seconds of me just staring at her.
Me - so you want me to split these items in half and put half of them in a different bag so that I don't have to double bag.
Her - exactly.
Me - so I would still be using two bags to hold the same number of items.
Her - no because you wouldn't be double bagging.
*me pressing two fingers to my left eye in an attempt to make it stop twitching.
Me - okay so here I have a jug of milk and a bottle of juice double bagged. If I take the milk out and remove the double bagging and just put the milk in the single bag and the juice in that single bag I'm still using two bags for these two items.
Her- no because you are not double bagging them so it's not the same number of bags.
*me looking around at about 10 other customers who at this point are enjoying the show.
Me- is this like that Common Core math stuff I keep hearing about?
Her- never mind you just don't get it.
And with that, she returned to her small Podium to resume texting or playing games on her phone or whatever she was occupied with before she opted to come over and criticize my bagging abilities.😂😂