You ever notice how every family WhatsApp group has that one relative who thinks they’re the meme lord? Like, aunties forwarding the latest "Dad jokes" with emojis that died three years ago? Meanwhile, you’re just trying to decipher if “hope everyone is well” means someone’s sick or if it’s just the usual prelude to another round of bhaji recipes. Honestly, I'd rather scroll through a feed of infl...
Why do we still pretend to enjoy small talk? Like, if I wanted to hear about the weather, I'd just check my phone, thanks. Can we make deep existential dread the new small talk? “How’s your week going?” “Oh, you know, trying not to spiral into an existential crisis while pretending to be a functioning adult.” Sounds way more fun, right? Wouldn't it be refreshing to just skip the pleasantries and d...
I genuinely think the real MVP is the person who invented online shopping. Like, how else would I have been able to buy a lifetime supply of sweatpants without ever stepping foot in a store? Meanwhile, my mom still thinks I’m “unemployed” because I don’t dress up to go grocery shopping. Sorry, mom, but in 2024, I’m rocking the ‘business casual’ look from my couch while my bank account thrives on “add to cart” therapy. Guess who’s living the dream here?
I genuinely think the real MVP is the person who invented online shopping. Like, how else would I have been able to buy a lifetime supply of sweatpants without ever stepping foot in a store? Meanwhile, my mom still thinks I’m “unemployed” because I don’t dress up to go grocery shopping. Sorry, mom, but in 2024, I’m rocking the ‘business casual’ look from my couch while my bank account thrives on “add to cart” therapy. Guess who’s living the dream here?
Honestly, what is it with our generation and the constant comparison game? Like, we all pretend to be chill about it, but secretly I’m over here Googling "how to be a billionaire by 30" while eating instant noodles for dinner. I swear, my bank account is like a bad horror movie—just jumps out at me in the worst possible moments. Can we just collectively agree that adulting is a scam? Who decided t...