15 Things I Hate Most About Crafting

15 Things I Hate Most About Crafting

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When you think of a sorority girl, a lot of things can come to mind. One thing, in particular, is their love for crafting. Well, what I'm about to tell you may come as shock. Not all sorority girls love to craft. Some even hate it, like me. Here is a list of the top 15 things I hate most about crafting:


1. You realize that you have to make a Michael's trip.

Just the thought makes you want to crawl into your bed and never leave. Nothing good ever happens when you enter that store and the only way you're going is if your friends drag you.


2. You walk down all the aisles and feel overwhelming anxiety; the choices are endless.

I mean red bows, blue bows, multicolored gems, silver gems...how do you choose. Making a list doesn't help because you always end up leaving with things you had no intention of getting and not picking up what you originally wanted.


3. You leave spending way more money than you planned.

You might as well give the cashier all the money in your wallet now. The craft store always, and I repeat always, does you dirty. Even with the coupons they send it's not enough to put a dent into the small fortune you're going to drop.


4. You get home and laying all your crafting supplies out around you and realize how much work you have to do.

You have one week to make a basket full of crafts. Let the panic attack begin now. Actually no, there's no time for that.


5. You feel pressured to come up with the perfect craft ideas.

You don't want the crafts you make for your little to be cliche. You're not a regular big, you're a cool big. And the crafts you slave over to give her need to represent that. If only you could think of anything original.


6. You scroll through Pinterest for hours looking for inspiration.

Your eyes are blur of painted canvases, wooden letters, and plaques. No more. You honestly cannot take anymore. A half more second of scrolling and you just might scream.


7. A craft involves glitter.

To some girls, glitter is life. For you, it is what you imagine hell is covered in. It sticks around forever and you wince every time you find out you have to make a craft for someone that is obsessed.


8. Your whole body and all your clothes get covered in paint.

You have designated clothing for when it's time to craft. Within five minutes you have paint on you from your head to your feet. You're mess, in all forms of the word, and no mater how neat you try to be it just doesn't work out.


9. I’s 2 a.m. and you’re still going at it.

All you want is to sleep but this basket is due tomorrow and you'll have class all day. There's no time but now, so wipe the sleep out your eyes and keep going.


10. You burn yourself with the hot glue gun one too many times.

You would think that you'd learn the first time. Don't touch with fingers, gun is hot!


11. You try to write in puffy paint and it comes out a blob.

Everything is going well, you're letters are coming out perfect, but then the unthinkable happens. The little puffy paint bottle decides to explode and you have paint everywhere. Great.


12. You run out of the supply you’re using and you’re so close to being done.

About a handful of rhinestones away from being done with your craft when you look down and you have no more. Seriously!? *angrily flips table*


13. The craft you create looks nothing like how you imagined it in your head.

Perfection in your mind, a piece of crap in real life. No way are you giving that to someone.


14. You realize what you wrote on a craft is crooked or spelled something wrong.

You just slaved over this craft for hours, you thought it was perfect, but of course there is a mistake. You really can't win.


15. You actually make someone a decent craft and they never hang it up.

All that work and it's not even going to be displayed. This, this is why I don't craft.


Cover Image Credit: Giovanna Best

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​An Open Letter To The People Who Don’t Tip Their Servers

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Dear Person Who Has No Idea How Much The 0 In The “Tip:" Line Matters,

I want to by asking you a simple question: Why?

Is it because you can't afford it? Is it because you are blind to the fact that the tip you leave is how the waiter/waitress serving you is making their living? Is it because you're just lazy and you “don't feel like it"?

Is it because you think that, while taking care of not only your table but at least three to five others, they took too long bringing you that side of ranch dressing? Or is it just because you're unaware that as a server these people make $2.85 an hour plus TIPS?

The average waiter/waitress is only supposed to be paid $2.13 an hour plus tips according to the U.S. Department of Labor.

That then leaves the waiter/waitress with a paycheck with the numbers **$0.00** and the words “Not a real paycheck." stamped on it. Therefore these men and women completely rely on the tips they make during the week to pay their bills.

So, with that being said, I have a few words for those of you who are ignorant enough to leave without leaving a few dollars in the “tip:" line.

Imagine if you go to work, the night starts off slow, then almost like a bomb went off the entire workplace is chaotic and you can't seem to find a minute to stop and breathe, let alone think about what to do next.

Imagine that you are helping a total of six different groups of people at one time, with each group containing two to 10 people.

Imagine that you are working your ass off to make sure that these customers have the best experience possible. Then you cash them out, you hand them a pen and a receipt, say “Thank you so much! It was a pleasure serving you, have a great day!"

Imagine you walk away to attempt to start one of the 17 other things you need to complete, watch as the group you just thanked leaves, and maybe even wave goodbye.

Imagine you are cleaning up the mess that they have so kindly left behind, you look down at the receipt and realize there's a sad face on the tip line of a $24.83 bill.

Imagine how devastated you feel knowing that you helped these people as much as you could just to have them throw water on the fire you need to complete the night.

Now, realize that whenever you decide not to tip your waitress, this is nine out of 10 times what they go through. I cannot stress enough how important it is for people to realize that this is someone's profession — whether they are a college student, a single mother working their second job of the day, a new dad who needs to pay off the loan he needed to take out to get a safer car for his child, your friend, your mom, your dad, your sister, your brother, you.

If you cannot afford to tip, do not come out to eat. If you cannot afford the three alcoholic drinks you gulped down, plus your food and a tip do not come out to eat.

If you cannot afford the $10 wings that become half-off on Tuesdays plus that water you asked for, do not come out to eat.

If you cannot see that the person in front of you is working their best to accommodate you, while trying to do the same for the other five tables around you, do not come out to eat. If you cannot realize that the man or woman in front of you is a real person, with their own personal lives and problems and that maybe these problems have led them to be the reason they are standing in front of you, then do not come out to eat.

As a server myself, it kills me to see the people around me being deprived of the money that they were supposed to earn. It kills me to see the three dollars you left on a $40 bill. It kills me that you cannot stand to put yourself in our shoes — as if you're better than us. I wonder if you realize that you single-handedly ruined part of our nights.

I wonder if maybe one day you will be in our shoes, and I hope to God no one treats you how you have treated us. But if they do, then maybe you'll realize how we felt when you left no tip after we gave you our time.

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Everyone Should Experience Working In Fast Food Or Retail

Working in fast food was definitely not sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows, but I'm so glad I did it.

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I know these jobs aren't glamorous. In fact, most days I looked forward to clocking out before I had even clocked in. I always secretly rolled my eyes when an angry customer droned on and on about how entitled he or she was. Though I can name a lot of bad things that happened on the job, it wasn't all horrible. As I reflect on my time working in fast food, I realize how much having that job really taught me and how grateful I am to have had that experience. I really think everyone should work in fast food or retail at some point, and here's why:

You make some great friends from work. I get it, sometimes your co-workers are royal jerks or flat out creeps. You see your name on the schedule next to theirs and immediately try switching with someone else. I've been there. However, I have worked with some amazing people as well.

Every time I worked with one girl in particular, we laughed for entire shifts. One night, we were singing the national anthem at the top of our lungs without realizing a customer had come in (to our surprise, she applauded our terrible screaming). Another coworker and I turned up the radio on full blast when business was slow and had dance battles. We made the most of our shifts, and I still talk to some of these people today.

You learn how to deal with difficult people. It's the age-old story: the uppity customer thinks twelve dollars for a meal combo is outrageous and Where is your manager?!

My friend and I were once called stupid and a customer said he would never come back to our restaurant to eat ever again. At the moment, we were scared out of our minds because we were both pretty new to the job. As time passed, we became more patient and tolerant and knew what triggered these particular customers. Dealing with these adversities definitely helps in the long run, particularly when it comes to doing group work with people who seem unbearable.

Your people skills increase by a landslide. I had always thought that I was great with people before I had a job. However, when I found myself in situations where I had to talk to strangers, I would grow nervous and stumble across my words from time to time. Working in an environment where communicating with others is a driving force helped me not only with improving my public speaking, but also made me more outgoing. In situations where I once backed into the corner to avoid having to talk to someone, I now take charge and initiate a conversation.

You establish a connection with regular customers. My favorite customer was named Jack. He was the sweetest old man who came in every Wednesday and Friday and bought food for himself and his wife. I quickly memorized his order, which impressed him. We shared pleasantries every time he came in, and my coworkers and I looked forward to seeing him.

Establishing a relationship with people who come in a lot helps immensely when it comes to working. It also provides a sense of accomplishment when you memorize an order. Not to mention, the customers start to like you and typically leave a generous tip!

You have stories to tell for a lifetime! Sometimes bad things happen at work. Once I was holding a hot pan and burned my arm— I still have the burn mark on my arm to prove it. My point is, it sucked at the moment, but now I look back and laugh.

One time I asked my coworker how to make soup and she replied, "Slowly, but beautifully." It was so nonchalant that I cracked up for hours. There was also a time when a customer asked me for outlandish toppings and condiments that we didn't offer. The craziest story, though, was the drug deal that went down in our public restrooms. My coworker and I obviously could not leave our station and follow these people into the bathroom, so we were pretty much defenseless. Nobody got hurt or anything, so it made for a great story.

Working in fast food was definitely not sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows, but I'm so glad I did it. It made me more independent and outgoing and gave me memories I'll never forget.

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