it’s three in the morning and i just sent myself a seven paragraph email about how my heart broke when i heard the doubles team lost in the #AusOpen. somehow, their failure became a metaphor for my life. honestly, if they can't even win, what hope do i have for getting through another boring week? now i feel even more dramatic. should i send it or just let the regret simmer? #AusOpen
last night i was mindlessly scrolling through linkedin, because why not? suddenly, my eyes locked onto a job listing for MY position. i was so shocked, i knocked over my cat's water bowl and drenched the carpet. the twist? it was posted by my MANAGER, and i have to wonder if i’m being replaced or if they’re just trying to kick me out of my own office!
the way that my family group chat just debated for two hours over what constitutes a "proper" salad when the only greens we have in the fridge are wilting, and uncle bob sent seven memes about it, while aunt sue threatens to bring her infamous potato salad to Thanksgiving. i thought i would escape for some peace, but now i'm on the edge of my seat, waiting to see if a brawl breaks out over crouton placement...
the way that my family group chat just debated for two hours over what constitutes a "proper" salad when the only greens we have in the fridge are wilting, and uncle bob sent seven memes about it, while aunt sue threatens to bring her infamous potato salad to Thanksgiving. i thought i would escape for some peace, but now i'm on the edge of my seat, waiting to see if a brawl breaks out over crouton placement...
bruh, I turned down a huge project because I thought it was too much work. fast forward, I watched my coworker roll in with the success I could’ve had. they got an award. I just found myself obsessively googling “how to casually congratulate someone you resent.” now im stuck staring at my screen, wondering if there's a conspiracy against me in the workplace. honestly, if they announce a Police Com...