So, of course, I thank him and tell him that it was really nice of him to get off the phone when he came to check out. The sad part is that he was just a guy coming through on vacation, and I’ll probably never see him again. But I was so glad that he came in to show me that customers can ACTUALLY get off their freaking phones when they’re checking out.
I made a bento box lunch today for my boyfriend. It’s our anniversary tomorrow, but today was the best day to do it since he got home at 1 from work. I must say, I did a damn good job. He especially liked the dango, which were my favourite part and by far the easiest. And then later on we went to a pride festival which was super amazing. I got a shirt with the kanji for love on it in rainbow. New favourite shirt. The only downside of my day was going into the place I work to stop and grab a pop. The new girl was dealing with an irate customer who had old gift certificates from before we switched owners. Even though she said that her business buys meat from this place “all the time” she didn’t know that we wouldn’t be accepting those certificates after the first of may. In fact, she wasn’t even aware that we changed owners, even though we’ve had new ones since the middle of March. So I’m calling bs on her little story of “I didn’t know, so you should just accept them anyways”. Not our fault that your business has been giving these out still. If you were truly doing business with us often, then you would have known this. Anyways, the new girl is trying to deal with this on her own. So, I go to find the old owner who still works there, who I’ve been told by the newbie cashier and the newbie meat department worker has been AWOL pretty much all day. And where do I find him? Downstairs dinking around with the guy who rents out the basement for his appliance repair shop. So I tell him to go upstairs and when he talks to me, his eyes are bloodshot and pupils are dilated and he’s acting really weird and talking funny. Obviously, he’s either high or drunk or both. So I finally get his ass upstairs and that woman has left with her free $15 worth of meat because the newbie just got so frustrated after a while that she just gave it to her. And that was when I left, telling the girl sorry but I had to get out of there before I got even more pissed off. Needless to say, I’m telling my managers all about it on Monday morning. I would call them tonight but they’re moving their daughter into a new house this weekend and I don’t want to bother them when they couldn’t get here in time to do anything anyways. And even if he wasn’t drunk or high, he still left newbies all alone up there for 90% of his shift, sitting downstairs and bullshitting while he’s supposed to be at work. His truck wasn’t there, so I’m thinking his thought process was “Well, I’m getting a ride from someone else tonight and there’s no managers, so why not get shit faced at work and leave the new employees to fend for themselves.” My level of respect for him has just plummeted down to almost nothing. I guess that’s what I get for going into work on my day off, even to just get a bottle of pop.
“Is Draco alive? Is he in the castle?” The whisper was barely audible; her lips were an inch from his ear, her head bent so low that her long hair shielded his face from the onlookers. “Yes,” he breathed back. He felt the hand on his chest contract; her nails pierced him. Then it was withdrawn. She had sat up. “He is dead!” Narcissa Malfoy called to the watchers.
In the end, Voldemort’s fate twice came down to the choice of a woman, a mother.
Rock ‘n roll.
Harry Potter as a series repeatedly tells us never to underestimate a mother’s love. Lilly’s love for Harry nearly killed Voldemort the first time, Narcissa’s love for Draco set him up for his real death, and Voldemort’s greatest general was killed by Molly, a mother who loved all of her children and feared losing any more to the magical war.
Bitches. Get. Stuff. Done.
Anyone who thinks Harry Potter as a series isn’t good literature and doesn’t teach important life lessons/points of view about ethics, morality and responsibility, needs to G-O-OUT-DA-DO’.
This had to be the most raw moment in the series because the fact that she was like “My baby is okay that’s all that matters, and I know what will happen if Voldemort wins, so let’s end this.”
I mean, Voldemort lost because he trusted his followers to be implicit in their loyalty, but a lot had changed in the decade since he’d last terrorized the world. Like…the Death Eaters for the most part were calmed down and writing off those dark days as the “wild days of their youth” and shit, so when Voldemort pops back up ready to pick up where he left off, you could see a lot of the doubt in them like “Yo we grew up, son, shit ain’t like it was before.” But they followed out of fear mostly, not loyalty. Bellatrix was just crazy and in love with V so it didn’t matter to her what happened—and it ultimately led to her death.
But Narcissa was raw as fuck because she knew SOMEBODY had to stop him and she knew her husband was too scared to do it himself, so she devised her own on-the-fly plan.
The HP series is way too dope to be written off, and most of the detractors who write it off are just jealous of the hype it gets, but if you really read it, so many themes are covered in the story, chief among them being growing up and the expectations therein.
…am I rambling. I need to stop.
Dang, I didn’t even consider the whole “we’ve grown up” thing, but you’re absolutely right. And to add to that, not only have they grown up, they’ve had children. Being a Death Eater is something that these folks probably thought was hot shit when they were young, but now that they’ve grown up, they’re seeing their children doing the same thing, and suddenly it’s not so cool anymore. They’re deeply unsettled at best, and terrified at worst.
And Voldy literally lacks the ability to see this. He will never understand that love, and love for one’s children, also extends to his cronies. He will never understand that love causes people to take unimaginable risks FOR these children.
He will never understand that love for one’s children is so strong that a woman who’s followed him loyally for years will lie to his face—never mind that he’s THE MOST ACCOMPLISHED LEGILIMENS IN THE WORLD—about his absolute worst enemy. When she was forced to choose between her son and her leader, she chose her son, without even batting an eye.
THAT is powerful.
Exactly. These people have grown up, gotten married, and had children. Voldemort is that dude that was perpetually still trying to be forever young, still going to the same clubs, still doing the same fuckshit, and everybody who used to ride with him is like “For real, tho? We off that, man.”
Harry Potter draws a lot of parallels to the real world despite the story itself. I love it.
I love when Tumblr breaks out into hardcore analysis.
God Narcissa is so fucking hardcore. She kinda makes Bellatrix look silly in comparison. She defied the darkest wizard of almost three generations…even though she knew implicitly what the consequences would be if she failed. I don’t think people really get that. Her husband was a Death Eater, and they were all pretty much having DE torture parties IN HER HOUSE, she knew what happened to traitors, and frankly she didn’t even give a fuck. She knew that her baby cousin had died, and watched the rest of her family get destroyed so finally all she cared about in the end was her baby who she has watched slowly being destroyed by her and her husband’s youthful folly…and she was having none of it anymore! She was a hero in her own right as Rowling has made quite clear every loving mother is.
Reblogging for things that never occurred to me.
Don’t you just love it when tumblr really analyzes Harry Potter like heck? :))
(Source: samclafs, via lunariven)
Angry Cashier Chick: A Sign I Would Like to Post
"To all the customers who want to buy cherries:
Stop. Read this. The cherries you are about to take to the register are priced at $4.99 per pound. That’s right, PER POUND. Not per bag. $4.99 is actually better than when the cherries first got here considering they were $6.99 when they first…
I know exactly what you mean. My managers waited to get them in until they went down in price, even though people were asking for them. We explained why it was taking so long to a regular and she said she understood. She comes in the day we get them, stomps (I’m not even kidding, she stomped her way up to my register like a 3 year old) over to me, throws the bag of cherries on the till so they spill out of the bag, and demands to know why the cherries are so expensive. Even after we told her that we were waiting for prices to go down and that even when they did it was likely they’d still be $5.00 per pound. Then demands that I charge her only $5.00 like we “should be” because if we don’t then she’ll have to go ALL the way to a larger store (one mile away) and get them at a cheaper price. Yeah, good luck with that. I read the paper, they’re the same price there, and when I tell her that, she just huffs at me and continues her stomping out of the door.