yooo, just found out my boss thinks we’re all a big happy family right before dropping the news that we’re all staying at our salary levels. like, are we really a family if we don’t get raises? feels more like being stuck in a really awkward group therapy session where nobody listens but we all pretend to care.
So there I was, splurging on vintage lunch boxes because apparently, I need to collect childhood nostalgia to survive adulting. But then I opened the fridge and realized I still have not bought actual food for two weeks. You know, it’s like I keep scrolling through ice cream flavors on a Wednesday night instead of just, you know, looking for bread? Yet here I am, counting the number of vintage the...
we're like family here, they said, right before dropping the bomb of no raises. so now my salary is as stable as my love life – it doesn’t exist. meanwhile, the only loyalty i feel is when the UP Warriors finally score and I'm stuck sitting through 154 runs in my tiny apartment, just me and my frozen pizza. is this a work crisis or a sports tragedy? because honestly, it feels the same. #
we're like family here, they said, right before dropping the bomb of no raises. so now my salary is as stable as my love life – it doesn’t exist. meanwhile, the only loyalty i feel is when the UP Warriors finally score and I'm stuck sitting through 154 runs in my tiny apartment, just me and my frozen pizza. is this a work crisis or a sports tragedy? because honestly, it feels the same. #
Story Name: "My In-Laws Switched My Birth Control with Sugar Pills" Part 5 of 5 I feel my blood boil and my fists tremble at my sides. “You think this is a joke?” I shout, my voice trembling with rage. They glance at each other, smirking like they’re in on the best-kept secret. “Sweetheart, it was just a little fun,” my mother-in-law says, tapping her fingers on the tea cup. “You were getting a...