Convenience: Groceries Stores Turning To Single Checkout Lines
I’m totally onboard with this.
I’ve been saying this for years, the bank/airport model for lines is so much nicer. Even if on-average it doesn’t improve wait time, it does help with the “injustice” factor.
Though, this is probably impractical for 90% of grocery stores because there’s no space for it.
Not just grocery stores would benefit from this. The Chick-fil-A in Silver Spring could do it, but they prefer the clusterfuck method of having everyone stand in a big open space until someone is lucky enough to hear the cashier say that they’re ready.
Not to slag off on Chick-fil-A, particularly the Silver Spring one. They always have promotions and free stuff and once you do get to the register they’re almost always super nice and will give you free food or a coupon if there’s ever a problem.
Source: twinpines
“You can do anything you want. You are bound by nothing.” - Sean, Good Will Hunting
My whole life I wanted someone to say this to me. Shannon helped me figure out that I just needed to tell it to myself. I think I helped her figure it out too.
Still would have been nice to hear.
Stress primarily comes from not taking action over something that you can have some control over.
“Jeff Bezos in an Inteview with the Academy of Achievement. See also: regret minimalization. (thanks @msg) (via jackcheng)”
I’m learning this at an agonizingly slow pace.
Source: bijan
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake.
“Live Differently”… just like everybody else.
Source: imgs.xkcd.com
5. Be proactive. Not reactive.
A more useful and beneficial way is to be proactive, to simply be the one to take the first practical action and get the ball rolling. This not only saves you a lot of waiting, but is also more pleasurable since you feel like you have the power over your life. Instead of feeling like you are run by a bunch of random outside forces.
The surest way to make a beer taste better.
Source: rulesformyunbornson
This song really tells a great story of what life is like in retail. Each shift is torture. Its not the work, you can lose yourself in the work. Its the emotional roller coaster that you go through on each shift.
Scene: Its 1pm and your working untill 11.This is a portion of the millions of thoughts you’ll use to hate yourself during the shift.
All my friends have made plans for tonight and they aren’t waiting for me. It doesn’t matter though, because I have 6 chapters to read and oh, shit, isn’t that paper due next Monday? Have I started my research yet? Why is this person upset at ME because it broke. I didn’t make it so cheap. What do I make? $5.50. I shouldn’t have to put up with this. Fuck it, tonights the night I jack that entire shelf. I don’t deserve this. Why do I have to work here!? I should get a lotto ticket. I hope I can make it back home without having to get gas. Need to run on fumes for just another day. Worse comes to worse, I’ll return bottles for some gas.
What if I have to work here forever?
I could talk about this forever. Next time I’m drunk maybe I’ll do a phone post.
Source: canaan
I’ve been in this situation, except with comics. The most daring way I ever organized my comics was by Year/Month. I kept DC and Marvel seperate, but I ordered everything by the month it came out. It took for ever to do and almost as long to undo months later.
Source: schrutebucks
If we started a movie on the day you were born, and stretched it over your lifespan, this is where you’d be in that movie. So if you’re a teenager, you might see Luke arguing with Uncle Owen, or Cameron making a phony phone call to Ed Rooney. If you’re a retiree, you might see the Marshmallow Man, or Toto pulling away the curtain. And if you’re in your mid-thirties, you might be relieved to know that Ferris is still eating lunch, and the Millenium Falcon hasn’t left Tatooine.
I think this borders on scary for how… telling… this turned out for me.
I’m pretty guilty of this from time to time. via Postsecret
Me too buddy. Me too. http://www.postsecret.com
I’m a shit head.
To the right you see a scar. It belongs to a favorite blogger of mine Michelle, of Michelle’s Spell. I know Michelle from a fantastic Creative Class she taught and I took when all I wanted to do was become a writer. She recently under went massive surgery.
The surgery I underwent is called the washout which means that the doctors take all your organs out, wash the stomach cavity in saline, wash your organs in saline, and then put them back. (from The Washout)
Bad things happen to good people. Back in Michigan, I had a friend that somehow become the victim of a special parasite that attacked her eye, nearly blinded her, and left her in the hospital for weeks. People in my family, from babies to adults, are living with disease and cancer.
There are a lot of fucked up things that can happen to these precious meat bags of ours.
How have I gotten away with it? I think I’ve done some heinous shit in my day. I’ve committed crimes. I’ve hurt people’s feelings. I’ve abandoned friends that need help. I’ve said mean things. I’ve done mean things.
I’m not that smart. I’m not that healthy. I’m not that good of a person.
Why do I get to live such a charmed life, when others have to endure?
The next time you hear me complain, just send me a message or comment on the blog the phrase, “the washout.” That should set me straight.
