evan doesn't wanna do that

After the remodel, the room that we made for piercing shares a wall with the area where we keep the jewelry and other piercing supplies. We didn’t work super hard at insulating it, so you can kinda hear what people are saying on the other side of the wall.

Evan likes to bitch. Loudly. And the other day he was in a bad mood because he was doing a big tattoo and stopped for a quick changeout on a piece of jewelry, which turned into 7 pieces the woman wanted changed instead of the one she told me.

So he loudly bitched about her in the supplies area.

Today I told him about how it’s not insulated and to be careful of what you say around that area. He was like, “Yeah I know. She deserved to be bitched out because she wanted all those things changed out!”

I’m like where the fuck did this come from?

So I said, “No don’t treat customers like that.”

“But I bitch them out to their faces!”

I explained that yes, you do, but the way you do it in a sarcastic and charming way makes them think you’re joking, so they don’t take offense, but bitching them out behind their back in the next room to another person, that’s not the same thing AT ALL and can lead to customers thinking we’re mean. Same thing when I hand you the phone and you start bitching about how you’re busy.

It was like a foreign concept to him and I’m just still like o_O

How long have you worked here? How have we treated customers all along?! And you just think that’s okay?! Is this why the tattoo side ratings keep coming up with these random 1-3 star reviews with no comments and we can’t figure out what they’re from?! (which makes me SO GLAD we separated the sides because I have a 5-star review on the supply side)

So now he’s all bummed that I won’t let him bitch customers out behind their back.

It’s times like these that I wonder if it’s me. I know I don’t think the way everybody else does, and having someone look so clueless about something and like the thought never occurred to them that it was wrong, well, it makes me question my view of it a bit. But this one just really seems like SO OBVIOUS that you shouldn’t do it.

I don’t question myself for long. It’s more of a fleeting moment of WTF.

Fic Repost: The Case of the Missing Panties

Title: The Case of the Missing Panties
Pairing(s): Sam/Dean/Castiel, OMC/OFC
Word Count: 5.2k
Tags/Warnings: AU, casefic, Sam/Dean/Castiel, crack, fucking/anal sex, anal fingering, bonding, theft, NSFW GIFs and pics, panties, mild spanking, threesome, scenes which could be seen as dub-con though nothing sexual happens - only panty theft - and the victims aren’t assaulted.

Summary: In a world where the only clothing available is panties, when those panties go missing everyone notices. Sam and Dean are called in to investigate. This is their story.

A/N: Please note that this fic is meant to be viewed with NSFW GIFs and manipulated pics throughout, and you'll find those on AO3.

This fic was written and posted back in 2016, but recently Tumblr flagged it and denied my appeal, so I'm reposting there and thought I'd post it here too just because :)

LINK TO FIC ON AO3

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Ugh, okay, so this is what I mean by “am I less tolerant of men lately through no fault of men in general.”

Because I just talked to Evan again (about something else) and he was like “oh yeah and about what we talked about earlier, I know we can’t talk to customers that way and I was just in a bad mood a little while ago and being a little shit because I wanted to be. I didn’t know she could hear me through the wall and I feel stupid about it.”

I suppose if I wasn’t so stressed and tired of bullshit in the last couple weeks I would’ve noticed he was in a bad mood to begin with and it wasn’t a good time to talk to him about it (and don’t even get me started on how I suck at reading people and yet I have to read people enough to be able to talk to them when they’re in a receptive mood).

It’s only Thursday. Why is it not Saturday already.