I’m so into Jeremy Renner and Hawkeye fanfics right now that I am going to slowly watch all of The Unusuals and pretend it’s Clint Barton, undercover as a NYPD cop.
I call this scene- Shit!You’re not Coulson…fuck I’m still on assignment.
(Source: shicksome, via scifigrl47)
If you sing it to the tune, it’s the most perfect thing ever.
Selpa, this is amazing and you need to see it :)
It was quiet this morning, and i was washing up in the kitchen, getting ready for the lunchtime rush. In this situation, you’d think the chefs would be cleaning, or getting ready in some way. Not our chefs. They decided this downtime was best spent hard-boiling an egg, half-shelling it, cutting it open and then giving it eyes made of lime pips and a bacon tongue.
The most disturbing part was when they squirted tomato ketchup into the middle, then crushed it.
I will never get that image out of my head. Never.
My shifts for tomorrow got changed last minute at work tonight - instead of working the late shift, I’m in 7 hours in the day instead. I start at midday.
It’s a sad state of affairs that I now count 12pm as an early start to my day.
So, I may have accidentally kinda formed a book-swap club at work. Involving staff and regular customers. I’d feel bad if it wasn’t so awesome.
Work was not worth getting up for. If the people who came in today are representative of the population as a whole, then shoot me now, cus I don’t want to live on this planet any more.