I seriously need smarter less naive friends. Where the fuck are these people?
Reflecting on my previous post about DuPont with a fellow artist at work and we came up the conclusion that DuPont Shields would be a badass nom de plume. For you moronic people, a nom de plume is another way of saying pen name.
From now on I will be known as DuPont Shields in my writing career. Now I just have to change all my profiles on web sites I write articles and stories for.
A man just walked past me and said “excuse me, but you look very nice tonight darlin” I said thank you and he said you’re welcome and walked off. And that is how you compliment a woman without harassing them
No, that is still unsolicited, and thus, harassment. No amount of “darlins” is gonna make me not want to punch your ass for coming on to me without provocation.
UR SO STUPID
Fucking A. I said somethin like this to a coworker in passing. Ya I got a nice meeting about sexual harrasment…fuck complimenting anyone anymore.
Just had an order to engrave the DuPont shield on a golf bag tag. The engraver read the order and proceeded to engrave the name DuPont Shield on every bag tag thinking that’s the name of the client not realizing that the shield is in fact their logo. Caught it in time and major crisis averted….not a minor one though. The joys of being a designer.
It only takes a moment to learn that you don’t decide to be happy but you can decide to be miserable.
When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.
and before anyone says anything about selfies- those are controlled photos.
You take 50 selfies to get that 1 perfect one.
Nancy Wake, who has died in London just before her 99th birthday, was a New Zealander brought up in Australia. She became a nurse, a journalist who interviewed Adolf Hitler, a wealthy French socialite, a British agent and a French resistance leader. She led 7,000 guerrilla fighters in battles against the Nazis in the northern Auvergne, just before the D-Day landings in 1944. On one occasion, she strangled an SS sentry with her bare hands. On another, she cycled 500 miles to replace lost codes. In June 1944, she led her fighters in an attack on the Gestapo headquarters at Montlucon in central France.
Ms Wake was furious the TV series [later made about her life] suggested she had had a love affair with one of her fellow fighters. She was too busy killing Nazis for amorous entanglements, she said.
Nancy recalled later in life that her parachute had snagged in a tree. The French resistance fighter who freed her said he wished all trees bore “such beautiful fruit.” Nancy retorted: “Don’t give me that French shit.”"
i’m honestly one of those people that are just there like yeah i have friends and people talk to me but i’m nobody’s favorite person and nobody looks forward to talking to me everyday or anything and it sucks
I know this feeling very well. Me and this feeling go way back. We’re each other’s favorite person.