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NPH singing a medley of songs from Broadway shows! <3
loved this!
second best part of the entire night!
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Reblog if you’re in the Sherlock fandom.
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Good above commentary. I had something similar happen at one of my internship jobs. - I was surrounded by extroverts, but I never had much to contribute, so i just… stayed quiet.exactly
best explanation I’ve seen! I couldn’t put it better myself!!
S’one reason why I’m so quiet~At my first animal hospital job, I was called in to a meeting with the manager after a couple of weeks, and I was astounded and crushed to learn that apparently I was seen to be causing trouble because I “hated” everyone and “didn’t want” to be working there. That wasn’t true, I loved the job. As it turns out, everyone assumed that because I was so quiet as I went about my work — and it’s just because of this. I don’t make small talk, it’s not comfortable for me. If I don’t have anything I need to say, I won’t. This doesn’t mean I’m not happy to talk if someone wants to talk to me… it just means I need them to start.
Luckily, my supervisor comforted me afterward and found this out and told everyone else, who soon learned that once engaged in a conversation, I may not shut up. It’s hard for extroverts to understand sometimes, I think. Silence doesn’t necessarily mean dislike or disinterest. Sometimes it’s just silence. If it bothers you, try breaking it. We’ll follow your lead.
This is exactly what happens with me and my parents. Several times I have tried to explain it to them yet they can never understand it or at least, believe me. So I’ve given up on trying and pretty much they assume i’m an antisocial girl who’s addicted to the internet because all she really does is fool around and will grow fat and ugly from all of it, who also hates her whole entire family .-. i’m not even kidding, my dad will make fat jokes at me whenever he can or when he’s in a bad mood. but I really do try to explain it to them, i just have nothing to say. Not because i’m ignoring them or hate them but because I have nothing to share on the subject but a simple “yes” or “no” that’s it. But when I do have something to say, nobody listens.
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If Tumblr Was A City
- Hipsters: Would live in lofty towers high above the commoners
- Potterheads: Would run book shops and wand shops and enjoy their fun
- Sherlockians: Would run the police force
- Whovians: Would be lost in space and time somewhere?
- Shia LaBeouf Fans: Would make everyone else be afraid to enter the woods alone at night
- Homestucks: Would be a terrible street gang split into factions; gunning other ships down and anyone who got in their way
- Once-lings: Would be the creepy hippies who live in the park
- Supernatural: Would work in a garage filled with salt.
- Avengers: Would be running around in tight, spangly outfits playing trading card games.
- Submas: Would run and live in the subway systems.
- Hetalians: Would rule the country the city was in.
- Game of Throners: Would be the noisy families who live in the apartments above and below you who NEVER STOP ARGUING.
- Ringers: Would be the jewelers and would panic periodically if a ring went missing
- Les Misers: Would constantly sing songs from the show in every language there is
- Phans: Would haunt the sewers and occasionally venture into opera houses to look for Erik
a friendly guide to outing people
- don’t fucking do it
- ever
I hope you’re listening, mother.
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