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iplaytolosebitch: Person holding Skeleton (S): I have a joke for you :) Person in Boo Hat (H): What? S: What is a skeleton’s favorite snack? :3 H: I dunno… [go on guess] …death? [Noo….go on…GUESS!] Hckhhgh I dunno. (H starts to giggle) S: Come on…GUESS! WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING!? I haven’t told the punchline yet! What is a skeleton’s. Favorite. SNACK!? GUESS! H: [still giggling] You’re putting a lot of pressure- S: GUESS! FUCK! [slams skeleton’s head against crate] GUESS! GUESS GOD DAMN YOU! WHY WON’T YOU ANSWER ME!? WHAT IS MY FAVORITE SNACK?! H: [laughing] Bones? S: NO!!! [slams against another crate] NO!!! WHAT IS IT!? WHY MUST YOU FAIL ME SO OFTEN?! H: [holding face and laughing quietly] S: ………… [yelling at the top of their lungs] RIBS!!!!!!!!!!!! SPARE RIBS!!! FUCK!!! : iplaytolosebitch: Person holding Skeleton (S): I have a joke for you :) Person in Boo Hat (H): What? S: What is a skeleton’s favorite snack? :3 H: I dunno… [go on guess] …death? [Noo….go on…GUESS!] Hckhhgh I dunno. (H starts to giggle) S: Come on…GUESS! WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING!? I haven’t told the punchline yet! What is a skeleton’s. Favorite. SNACK!? GUESS! H: [still giggling] You’re putting a lot of pressure- S: GUESS! FUCK! [slams skeleton’s head against crate] GUESS! GUESS GOD DAMN YOU! WHY WON’T YOU ANSWER ME!? WHAT IS MY FAVORITE SNACK?! H: [laughing] Bones? S: NO!!! [slams against another crate] NO!!! WHAT IS IT!? WHY MUST YOU FAIL ME SO OFTEN?! H: [holding face and laughing quietly] S: ………… [yelling at the top of their lungs] RIBS!!!!!!!!!!!! SPARE RIBS!!! FUCK!!!
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straightouttanarnia: aproposthessaly: pearlsthatwereeyes: mihrsuri: star-anise: goshawke: hannibal-and-dory: pinkrocksugar: adramofpoison: children aren’t dumb. we knew that trophies meant nothing when everyone in the fucking class got one Also who was giving out those fucking trophies? SPOILER ALERT IT WASN’T US. IT WAS YOU. Who the fuck got trophies?? I got a piece of paper saying Participation on it with a cheap-ass shiny sticker in the corner! Sometimes they were ribbons. Sometimes they were just the gnawing awareness that you could never trust any praise an adult gave you. ^^^^ When I was in 7th grade, the administration at my middle school decided to make a bunch of changes to pep rallies, including changing the spirit award to the grade that showed the most school spirit to three spirit awards SO THAT EACH GRADE COULD HAVE ONE. We decided in about 2.5 seconds that this was fucking stupid and that it was pointless to have a school-wide spirit contest IF NO ONE WAS ACTUALLY ABLE TO WIN. Our entire grade organized ourselves and boycotted the pep rally in protest. We still went to the pep rally, but the entire 7th grade sat quietly in the bleachers and refused to cheer or otherwise participate. AND IT INFURIATED THE SCHOOL ADMINISTRATION. INFURIATED THEM. They ended up giving one spirit award to the 8th grade and two spirit awards to the 6th grade. At which point, our entire grade stood up and cheered, and the principal screamed into her microphone that we needed to sit down and stop cheering. Because we hadn’t broken any school rules, the administration realized they couldn’t punish us, and they changed back to one spirit award and got rid of the other unpopular pep rally changes. But they never forgave us. The principal saved up all of her anger for a year and a half and then called a special “promotion ceremony rehearsal” for our grade right before we graduated from middle school specifically so that she could spend an hour yelling at us about how THIS WAS NOT FOR US, THIS WAS FOR OUR PARENTS AND OUR TEACHERS AND THE ADMINISTRATION AND THE SCHOOL, AND IF WE FUCKED THE CEREMONY UP IN ANY WAY, SO HELP HER, SHE WOULD MAKE OUR LIVES A LIVING HELL.  So, yeah, tell me again about how my generation expects trophies for participating. I dare you. Someone somewhere has a great post about how all Millennials learned from this “everybody gets a trophy” culture foisted on us was to distrust conventional feedback methods (if everybody gets one, the system must be wrong and someone who tells me I’m good at something is probably lying). So the fact that we’re a generation filled with insecure overachievers with a well-documented lack of interest in conventional life markers is partly due to all those stupid participation trophies. Ruined a perfectly good kid that’s what you did. Look at it. It’s got anxiety : 21 hrs Dear People Older Than Me: Shut up about the fucking participation trophies. We didn't ask for them. We didn't want them. We didn't cherish them and polish them while thinking about what special, gifted children we are. They were annoying clutter on our shelves that we had to throw out in secret so we wouldn't hurt YOUR feelings. And if we knew back then that you were gonna bring it up every time you disagreed with someone under 40 for the rest of fucking time, we would have told you where to shove that cheap plastic statue. Sincerely, People Younger Than Me Like -Comment →Share nt ◆ Share 214 133 shares 23 Comments straightouttanarnia: aproposthessaly: pearlsthatwereeyes: mihrsuri: star-anise: goshawke: hannibal-and-dory: pinkrocksugar: adramofpoison: children aren’t dumb. we knew that trophies meant nothing when everyone in the fucking class got one Also who was giving out those fucking trophies? SPOILER ALERT IT WASN’T US. IT WAS YOU. Who the fuck got trophies?? I got a piece of paper saying Participation on it with a cheap-ass shiny sticker in the corner! Sometimes they were ribbons. Sometimes they were just the gnawing awareness that you could never trust any praise an adult gave you. ^^^^ When I was in 7th grade, the administration at my middle school decided to make a bunch of changes to pep rallies, including changing the spirit award to the grade that showed the most school spirit to three spirit awards SO THAT EACH GRADE COULD HAVE ONE. We decided in about 2.5 seconds that this was fucking stupid and that it was pointless to have a school-wide spirit contest IF NO ONE WAS ACTUALLY ABLE TO WIN. Our entire grade organized ourselves and boycotted the pep rally in protest. We still went to the pep rally, but the entire 7th grade sat quietly in the bleachers and refused to cheer or otherwise participate. AND IT INFURIATED THE SCHOOL ADMINISTRATION. INFURIATED THEM. They ended up giving one spirit award to the 8th grade and two spirit awards to the 6th grade. At which point, our entire grade stood up and cheered, and the principal screamed into her microphone that we needed to sit down and stop cheering. Because we hadn’t broken any school rules, the administration realized they couldn’t punish us, and they changed back to one spirit award and got rid of the other unpopular pep rally changes. But they never forgave us. The principal saved up all of her anger for a year and a half and then called a special “promotion ceremony rehearsal” for our grade right before we graduated from middle school specifically so that she could spend an hour yelling at us about how THIS WAS NOT FOR US, THIS WAS FOR OUR PARENTS AND OUR TEACHERS AND THE ADMINISTRATION AND THE SCHOOL, AND IF WE FUCKED THE CEREMONY UP IN ANY WAY, SO HELP HER, SHE WOULD MAKE OUR LIVES A LIVING HELL.  So, yeah, tell me again about how my generation expects trophies for participating. I dare you. Someone somewhere has a great post about how all Millennials learned from this “everybody gets a trophy” culture foisted on us was to distrust conventional feedback methods (if everybody gets one, the system must be wrong and someone who tells me I’m good at something is probably lying). So the fact that we’re a generation filled with insecure overachievers with a well-documented lack of interest in conventional life markers is partly due to all those stupid participation trophies. Ruined a perfectly good kid that’s what you did. Look at it. It’s got anxiety
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Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk: unclefather cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised. I'm going to kill you cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience. I'm sorry I'm here sapphic-pink-kryptonite me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later. please don't push yourselves on my account. things happen heatherleigh02 Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the teen So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't even gotten ice cream yet. Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I put more money in the tip jar. The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the more money she makes." aplatonicjacuzzi Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

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Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk: unclefather cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised. I'm going to kill you cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience. I'm sorry I'm here sapphic-pink-kryptonite me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later. please don't push yourselves on my account. things happen heatherleigh02 Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the teen So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't even gotten ice cream yet. Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I put more money in the tip jar. The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the more money she makes." aplatonicjacuzzi Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

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