I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Anna Peters (via perfect)

saemful replied to your post: saemful replied to your post: Whatever…

I guarantee I sound nothing like people assume I do? I have the most irritating voice. And of course, he colorado non accent

Ah yes, the Colorado non-accent. Sadly, because of the non-accent I snatch up other people’s accents while I’m talking to them. It’s so embarrassing. -_-

Maybe I’ll read a thing or recite a thing. Something to sample my voice so you all can hear.

writeasrayne replied to your post: Coworker: No, really, St.. What’s the …

I say everything as pleasantly as possible. Even when someone’s being a dick, I make sure that they’re at least gonna feel bad about it later.

I’ve learned that pleasantness, at least for me, opens up all sorts of avenues for making the interaction longer. When I speak to them in very matter of fact tones, they get it that if they want to act up, I’ll devour them and mail my poop to their loved ones in an urn.

However, I’ve also learned that if you match someone’s sense of humor and mood of humor (dark, punny, whathaveyou) the conversation usually goes smoother as well.

But I work in higher education administration. It’s a different kind of customer service.

Coworker: No, really, St.. What’s the secret? [for dealing with people]
Me: No matter what you say, say it calmly, curtly and with confidence.
Coworker: Oh … shit. That’s it? What happened to “be yourself”?
Me: How’s that working out for you so far?
Coworker: Oh.

Alas, I failed to mention that that is me being myself … **Waits for the hilarity of imitation St.s**

Imitated, never duplicated.