:)♥
this is how a perfect trainer should be.
This is terrifying..
Not gonna lie, the first 30 seconds gave me goosebumps… Gonna go for a run now :)
Shit.
forever reblog
definitely not my idea of a personal trainer. if i had her screaming at me like that i’d really have to resist punching her in the face.
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they’re the crayons you use when you want to make those cool paintings that show up the white crayon!
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I hate when people bitch about their jobs
And how much they hate them, and their customers and how much shit they have to do at work.
Okay, be fortunate you have a fucking job. I can’t find shit.
This so much.
I felt the same way before I got this job. I agree still. Just because I complain about what a dick hole my boss is and how much I hate it doesn’t mean I’m not appreciative that I have the job, no matter how much I despise it.
Truth. I never complain about my job
i agree with this, somewhat. however, i will never ever get paid enough to be spoken to like crap by the management/my team leader or for customers to take their bad day out on me. ever.
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“I went to MoMA and…tipped over an exhibit and nobody noticed.”
-Jack, Canada
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As much as i love watching YouTube hauls, my pet hate is when they say ‘dunno how much it was, can’t remember.’ How can you not remember how much something was? I know the price of everything i buy. I always know the total amount of my items when i get to the till, or am i being too sensible with my money?
i don’t think there is such a thing as being too sensible with your money :)
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i had a bad experience at the hairdressers
it’s not like he made a mess of my hair - it’s not exactly what i wanted but i can live with it. it’s just the way he treated me, like he couldn’t care, didn’t have time for me. i felt like he was criticising me most of the time, saying things like “if you want a change why would you want your hair cut straight across?”, “why would you waste your time blow-drying and straightening your hair just to put it up?”, “so why did it take you so long to get your hair cut?”. those things are my prerogative.
this guy was level four, so pretty experienced in cutting hair, and if i’m really honest he was not worth the money. i would much rather have had the junior stylist, who was running around sweeping hair, washing hair and getting cups of coffee, do my hair because she was so so so lovely and so genuine.
at the end of my appointment he was so abrupt and said, “right i’ll leave you with katie who’ll take the payment”, then disappeared to the back kitchen. and to top things off as i was leaving the salon i noticed a large chunk of hair that he had missed when he was straightening my hair. disappointed isn’t really the word.
quality not quantity.
