Can we figure out a way to do this to student loan debt.
I would read Ayn Rand to pay down my student loans
Our library ran the expenses and realized we spent about 3,000$ MORE than what we got back in trying to collect late fees. So? We dropped them completely. No late fees. Period.
If you keep a book, it auto renews two times. Then it comes up as overdue. If your overdue items exceed a certain amount, your account freezes. You can’t use any of the local libraries anymore until you return the items or claim them lost and pay for them. If someone else is waiting for the book, you can’t renew. Its that simple.
And guess what. Not only did we save money, but we /got more materials back/. More materials were turned in than declared lost as compared to before. There was no stigma to it. If you had already paid for the item, the money was credited back to you.
Because the people late fees actually affected were children and elderly adults – people unable to regularly get to the library. And the stigma of late items was dropped. Attitude and mindset are important.
we still have no late fees. And we are considered to be one of the top public systems in our state. People from out of state PAY to get library cards for a year because our online Overdrive system is amazing, and we have a ton of partnerships and interlibrary loan systems in place. AND we suffer less losses of both materials and patrons due to our “no late fee” policy.
no offense but… whats the point is saying something rude about someone’s favorite things to their face just bc you don’t personally like it or have the same taste as them… like what do u get out of that interaction other than prove that you can’t respect your friend’s interests
It was Friday night, and the party was in full swing. A sea of smart suits and designer dresses swelled around me, toasts rising and falling in waves. My company had gathered us at Richmond’s swankiest hotel to celebrate fifty years of success. The board of directors took such occasions seriously. They had one rule that we all had to follow – work your ass off or land on it in the gutter. The second anyone tripped on dead wood they were expected to take it out back and throw it in the chipper. To show appreciation we were treated to divine food, great music, and a bar as open as the Grand Canyon whenever we had to come together in our free time.
After the formal reception and standard speeches – two of which included a shout-out to Yours Truly – we were told to get on with having fun. The dance floor was filling up, and some of the younger, drunker males had already shrugged off their jackets. A couple of the females had freed themselves of their shoes.
I looked great – we all did. I had on a black empire-line dress that was satin above the cut and lined chiffon below. It hugged my curves without being tight. My breasts were held up by a tailored halter neck. The chiffon skirt fell to my knee but the layers swept up a little between them to show just the right amount of thigh as I walked or sat back in a chair. My feet were clad in black Chanel slingbacks – a footwear staple of mine since my Mom gave me a pair on my eighteenth birthday. I made that pair of shoes last me through college and my internship. When I got my first proper pay check I replaced them and made a promise to myself that for as long as I lived I would be able afford a new pair every year.
don’t make me write grim reaper porn just to spite you.
*eyes comments*
*sighs*
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, leaning back on the silk spread of the bed, back arched in an alluring manner. It was impossible to tell what the hooded figure was thinking beneath his cowl, but she smiled when he set down the scythe and began unbuttoning the front of his robes.
“I suppose Death comes to us all, in the end.”
“Some more than others,“ he agreed, cold hands wrapping around her ankles and pulling her down the bed with a startled squeak of a giggle, settling between her thighs. “If they’re lucky.”
I’m kind of shocked you didn’t do this as Discworld!Death.
Listen. I know I’ve made my peace with Satan but there are some things too pure for me to touch. Discworld!Death is one of them.
I’m typing this reply from beyond the grave because this literally killed me.
Oh my god.
I CANT EVEN SAY I WANT TO DIE BECAUSE I CANT LOOK DEATH IN THE EYE AFTER THIS
Grim Reaper porn, for anyone who wanted it. and no not the Overwatch character, although you could use it for that too maybe? Idk I have no idea what Overwatch is. I just know it’s everywhere. Christ I’m old.
Fun fact, thanks to you horrible little monsters I now own several of those statues. I’d like to say thank you but.
…I have either made a grave mistake in who I follow on tumblr, or the very best choice. I’m not sure yet. Both?
Both is a valid.
What does it say about me that I look at that statue and thought:
DUDE, THAT LOOKS LIKE A ROUGH CHIROPRACTIC ASJUSTMENT.
Thanks. This is exactly what I needed to read the day before I go see my chiropractor. That’s not going to be awkward at all 😂
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