Please Bother Me With Questions And Statements. It's Not Really A Bother, I Promise

Please bother me with questions and statements. It's not really a bother, I promise

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

The first show of the day has started, that means I can now get away with being on my laptop.

What will I do?

Write stories.

Unfortunately, not the ones you guys here on Tumblr want. Those ones are being put a little lower on the list, but I'll come back to them soon enough, don't worry

Yo so it’s April 27 you know what that means. Happy Death Day, Jason Todd

Okay, we're back! It's only been a few minutes, but I've eaten and I still have some left over for a snack during my next shift.

Also, the show today is Come From Away. The song Prayer just finished. I 100% recommend this musical, especially to my friends in the USA. It's a tribute to the 911 disaster, telling the story about the planes that were forced to land in Newfoundland. (Fun Fact: Gander is the only place outside of the US to have a piece of the original World Trade Centers)

Back to story thoughts!

A plane that leaves Rome, Italy at 10am Italy time (3am Japan time) isn't going to arrive in Japan at 5pm Japan time (12am Italy time). I think. The time difference is 7 hours, but the flight is 12.5 hours (not counting layovers and shit)(assuming the average flight speed is 500mph (805 kmh)(434 knots) and adding about 30 minutes for take-off/landing)(thank you google).

So if I leave Rome, Italy at 10am Central European Summer Time (CEST) then I should arrive in Japan at 10pm CEST (3pm Japan Standard Time (JST)).

Let's see if I got this right: 10am CEST is 3am JST. That means a twelve hour flight is going to arrive at 10pm CEST/3pm JST.

Please tell me that's right. I just spent way too long trying to figure that out.

I just spaced out for a solid minute there, imagining a worst case scenario.

Good job, me!

Information from Supervisor B I need to remember: Clock out 16:10ish, go do lunch or smth, come back for second shift by 17:45 at the earliest. If I want to be backstage again, let Supervisor B know.

Gotta put my stuff away. I'll be back when I can get away with getting my laptop back out again.

Ja matane! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

The first show of the day has started, that means I can now get away with being on my laptop.

What will I do?

Write stories.

Unfortunately, not the ones you guys here on Tumblr want. Those ones are being put a little lower on the list, but I'll come back to them soon enough, don't worry

First off, I'm very happy. My supervisor has put me backstage for both shows tonight. Yay!

I was told they were only gonna let guys be back here. Naturally I was upset, but not much I could do about it.

I'm ecstatic to be back here again. It's quiet and I don't have to deal with hundreds of people, I get to watch (not hear) the show and meet the cast and crew!

In other news, Tumblr has terrible timing. The notifs of completely silent as I walk through the lobby and backstage, it's even silent as I sit down and get comfortable! But the second two officers walk through this room, Tumblr decides to send three consecutive notifications in a row with my sound in full volume.

Thanks, guys, really doing me a solid, embarrassing me like that

I'mma rant for a second.

Someone please validate me.

I think I'm beyond justified when I say that no one listens to me.

This show (Come From Away) is running for three days. I've had the five shifts (4 on the weekend, 1 Friday) for three weeks. Counting my conversation with my parents a few minutes ago, I have explained what this show is, where I am, what it's about, and the history behind it 23 times.

6 times to my mom

4 times to my twin

2 times my older sister

3 times to my dad

8 times to my grandparents

What the actual duck does a girl have to do to get someone to listen to her?

All I'm asking is that people make an actual effort to remember what I tell them, especially when I talk about something I love.

My coworkers (4 of them) have asked what I know about it, and they all remember the basics of what I told them. They even listened to the soundtrack like I recommended!!

My sister won't even take ten minutes to listen to two songs with me. My mom doesn't even remember what the first song is called (I've told her 5 times now). I know for a fact that none of my family will listen to the music on their own.

I just want to share what I'm passionate about. I want others I know to share in the joy I find in this show and others.

And, y'know? I keep finding that this is a reoccurring problem. I can't bring it up to anyone, though, because they all tell me that I'm overthinking it or looking too much into it or seeing things that aren't actually there.

Humans are designed to pick out patterns in everything. We pick them out and we create them.

I see a pattern, I point it out, and I get told there's nothing there.

Either I'm gaslighting myself or everyone else is gaslighting me.

Someone please validate me. Please tell me I'm not crazy. Please put a name to these feelings because I'm going to shatter if someone tells me one more goddamn fucking time that I'm seeing a pattern where there isn't one.

I would cry like I want to, but that would ruin my make up. I have another shift in about 2.5 hours, and I don't have my makeup back with me, so that's a no go.

I'm gonna go read. Thanks for listening