dramatic-dolphin:

thinking in your target language: coherent and eloquent sentences. you use every verb tense perfectly, the grammatical genders are all correct, and your intonation is like a native speaker’s.

actually speaking your target language:

(totally sympathises. Weeps quietly)

pumpkinprogram:

YO

U.S. Amazon employee here!!!

Do not buy into that bullshit about us getting a “raise”. It’s not a raise. Not when workers who have been there 2+ years who made $13 when they started and now make $14 are only getting that $15 like every other new employee is. We should be getting payed $16 but we aren’t.

They already took away our ability to earn payed days off. Yup that’s right. Thru points earned thru productivity we could earn a payed day off if we had a certain amount of points.

Now they take away our monthly bonuses too that we earned thru attendance and productivity.

AND they took away our stocks because of this so-called “raise”.

All they did was move the money elsewhere. Actually, I haven’t done the calculations yet but I bet we LOST money from our pay.

That “raise” is bullshit. Fuck Jeff Bezos and fuck Amazon.

old-long-john:

Silverflint drabble of the week, 01/10/18: Villain, water, book.

Post-series:

“I’m writing a book about our historical associates,” Rackham said. “Immortalising the villains of Nassau.”

“Is that so?” Silver said. The other pub-goers’ chatter drowned out their conversation, but Silver felt a frisson in discussing Nassau so openly.

“Would you like a footnote?”

“You know I’d settle for nothing less than a suspicious, anonymous foreword,” Silver said. “But James wouldn’t approve.”

“Neither does Anne, but that’s not stopping me. I imagine your marital bed has weathered worse storms.” Rackham’s smile was provocative.

Silver traced his moustache delicately with his fingertips. “Smooth waters make for unskilled sailors,” he said.

“Well, quite.”

Silverflint Drabble of the Week #5

Double drabble, 200 words (Villain / Water / Book)

Silver is sitting on a sand dune, an open book on his lap. He’s not reading, just staring at the water.

Flint walks up to him. Silver raises his eyes towards him – puzzled, amused, and very blue.

“Complicated man, this Odysseus.”

Flint sits down beside him. “Why?”

“He’s the hero of the story. But nearly everyone who gets close to him in his journey ends up unhappy or dead.”

Flint knows. All too well. As he knows that they are not only discussing the book. “You see him as the villain,” he says with a small sigh.

“Not quite.” A corner of Silver’s mouth lifts slightly. He closes the book and puts it down on the sand. “He’s a survivor because he adapts to new situations. And becomes a leader because he has a solution to every problem and can persuade his men to do as he says. A hard man not to like.”

Who is Silver talking about now? The book lies between them, closed, ambiguous.

“Worth following, then,” Flint says softly, his fingers brushing the leather cover.

“Worth keeping close. As a friend, not an enemy,” Silver corrects just as softly, his fingers covering Flint’s, folding around them.