Gaze at something beautiful.
Just called my new boss by the wrong name in a meeting in front of everyone
What happened next??
Awkward silence from everyone
Nobody corrected me. I eventually found out a few mins later when someone called him by the right name
Call him by the wrong name again, but a different one than you just used.
Call him by the same wrong name again but forcefully and with eye contact. You’re the boss now.
Introduce yourself by his name and call him by your own name. You’re the boss now.
“You got me. Is that all you wanted? Did you not want to keep me?”— Crossing Point, Wong Fu Productions (via the-perfect-read)
when i was 12 i babysat this girl for a few years and she would come to me and show me her art, drag me by my wrists and point at the pieces she’d made during the week. and she’d be like “do the voice” and i’d put on a sports-announcer olympics-style voice and be like “such form! this level of coloring! why i haven’t seen such perfection in crayola in a long time. and what is this? why jeff, now this is a true risk… it seems she’s made … a monochrome pink canvas…. i haven’t seen this attempted since winter 1932… and i gotta say, jeff, it’s absolutely splendid” and she’d fall back giggling. at the end of every night she’d check with me: “did you really like it?” and i’d say yes and talk about something i noticed and tucked her in.
she was just accepted into 3 major art schools. she wrote me a letter. inside was a picture from when she was younger. monochrome pink.
“thank you,” it said, “to somebody who saw the best in me.”