I did not know this.
The fuck is wrong with rich people ‘hey do you want a second plate’ no i want to make up a secret passive aggressive fork language so we can titter mockingly at that rube from the country who says he enjoyed the meal with his fucking mouth
when you have an awesome comeback but you accidentally stutter it
McDonald’s worker arrested after telling company president she can’t afford shoes.
"A woman who has been employed by the McDonald’s Corporation for over 10 years says she was arrested last week after she confronted the company president at a meeting and told him she couldn’t afford to buy shoes or food for her children.
Nancy Salgado, 26, told The Real News that she felt like she had to speak out during McDonald’s USA President Jeff Stratton’s speech at the Union League Club of Chicago on Friday for the sake of her children.
“It’s really hard for me to feed my two kids and struggle day to day,” she shouted as Stratton was speaking. “Do you think this is fair, that I have to be making $8.25 when I’ve worked for McDonald’s for ten years?”
“I’ve been there for forty years,” Stratton replied from the podium.
“The thing is that I need a raise. But you’re not helping your employees. How is this possible?” Salgado asked.
At that point, someone approached Salgado and informed her that she was going to be arrested.
She later recalled the encounter to The Real News’ Jessica Desvarieux.
“The strength was very powerful, like, just remembering the face of my kids, like I say, you know, just simple things like I can’t provide a pair of shoes like everybody else does, sometimes every month, or anything like that,” she said. “And he needs to know we are what all the employees at McDonald’s are going through. We’re struggling day to day to provide our needs in our houses, things for our kids. And it’s just–it gets harder and harder with just the poverty wage they have us living in.”
“They just told me, you know, well, you’re being under arrest because you just interrupted, you trespassed the property. You’re just going to go to jail,” Salgado added. “And what I remember just telling them, ‘well, like, so, because I have to speak out my mind and I had to tell the president the poverty wage I’m living in, that’s just against the law?’ You know, just be able to speak up your mind and say, you know what, I can’t survive with $8.25? It’s just — it’s ridiculous that I’m going to get arrested. You know.”
Salgado, who is still working at McDonald’s, said she had her hours cut following the arrest and feared further retaliation.
“The CEOs make millions and billions a year and why can’t they provide enough for their employees?” she wondered.”
I think that this is beyond awful for many reasons. People can’t afford to live off of the wages that they are given currently, and can’t even speak out against it. I know tumblr is great for spreading important news like this, so please help me get the word out to support this woman.
"I started noticing that I was just really sad all the time, and really like, having a lot of trouble …… just getting out of bed in the morning, and like, things were bothering me. Basically the short version of this story is; I had Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and it was undiagnosed and I didn’t really know what it was. OCD kind of feeds on your imagination, so it’s different for everybody. But for me, it was that everything in my mind would not stop connecting - like I had too many associations constantly happening in my mind, and as a result I couldn’t do anything. So like, let’s say I wanted to go bike riding; when I was struggling with it, my mind would be racing constantly, and it would be like: I’d have an image in my head riding a bike, and then I’d think of me riding a bike when I was a kid back home, then I’d start thinking about home, and then I’d start thinking "well, my ex-girlfriend is in my hometown, I don’t like my ex-girlfriend, therefore I can’t go bike riding". Like my mind would associate everything until it would get to something that made me sad, and then I couldn’t disconnect the sad thing from what I wanted to do. And as a result I just couldn’t do anything. There was a period— I almost failed out of school because of it; because I couldn’t go to my classes, I didn’t really leave my apartment for maybe like, five months. And I’ll never forget, it was the weirdest thing; I was at my friend Adam’s house and I was sitting on the computer, and I said something and he was like "dude, just stop obsessing about that shit". And it was just one of those weird unconscious things, and I just randomly typed in "obsession" into Google search and all these pages on Obsessive Compulsive Disorder came up and I started reading about it, and I just fucking immediately started crying; ‘cause I was like "oh my God, I’m not fucking crazy - I just have this thing". For me, the moment I found out what it was - as soon as it had a name, I had a focal point from which to attack it from, and then I was like "if it’s a ‘disease’, then it has a cure". That’s why I tell people: don’t be scared to go to therapy. Don’t think of it as like, a sign of weakness to ask for help if you’re feeling sad because there’s people out there who want to help you and are qualified to help you. So they put me on, I think it was Prozac. I was supposed to be on it for an indefinite period of time; and one of the misconceptions about those types of drugs is that they’re ‘happy pills’ - they’re definitely not. They don’t make you happy, they just even things out in your mind so you can think clearly and solve your own problems. It’s amazing because I think back to those times, which now seem so distant - they were over a decade ago, and …. I’m just so happy now; like, all the fucking time, because I know what it’s like to be sad. Oh yeah, so that’s when I went to France as an exchange student, and that really helped me too - going to a totally new place and seeing different environments and just being like "hey, you know what - the world isn’t what I thought it was; there’s a lot more to it that I haven’t seen". So there was this really pretty lake in the middle of the town I was staying in, and I was on Prozac for, I guess, six months. And then while I was out there I was like "I don’t fucking need this shit anymore; I just …. feel good, and I’m done". And I took the pill bottle and threw it into the lake. It was one of the most satisfying personal moments." [x]
can we talk about this tho
I love my mom.
I am risking nothing
I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY
Will not risk.
sorry followers :(
omg im so glad to se so many people love their mummy
Why’re you being mean to my mum?
Nope. Googled it. 15 minuets. Nope. Not taking any chances
This has 1.2 million reblogs …
Ps not riskin it
ps not risking it
IVE BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS FOR ABOUT 10 YEARS