not gonna lie, I decided to plan a picnic in the park when I heard about the rain in Gurugram, thinking it would be a cute day. I packed sandwiches, made this gorgeous fruit salad, and realized too late that my friends think “indoors only” is my vibe. the rain started, and they brought movies and popcorn instead, so here I am, judging my life choices while my picnic food is in the car. #WeatherGur...
yooo, just found out my toxic coworker got promoted. meanwhile, I’m still here Googling how to save a Word document without crying. I can’t even ask them for help because I already can’t keep a straight face after that time they tried to high-five me but miscalculated and hit me in the face. now they’re my boss? honestly, I’m just waiting for the day they drop an “I knew you were a team player” as...
wait. so here i am, in the middle of my parents’ epic divorce, trying to negotiate like i’m the host of a bizarre reality show, while also dealing with the financial chaos. dad wants to keep the vintage coffee table — like it’s a rare treasure — but mom says it's either that or the collection of decorative spoons she never uses. they are discussing ownership of items like they are proposing a budget for a yacht, while my biggest worry is if i can convince them to split the cost of my therapy sessions.
wait. so here i am, in the middle of my parents’ epic divorce, trying to negotiate like i’m the host of a bizarre reality show, while also dealing with the financial chaos. dad wants to keep the vintage coffee table — like it’s a rare treasure — but mom says it's either that or the collection of decorative spoons she never uses. they are discussing ownership of items like they are proposing a budget for a yacht, while my biggest worry is if i can convince them to split the cost of my therapy sessions.
it's two thirty in the afternoon and my coworker just forwarded my TOP SECRET message about office coffee preferences to the entire team. like, seriously, my deepest dark secret is that I sometimes mix peppermint mocha creamer with hazelnut? now everyone thinks I have an addiction or worse, a highly questionable palate. next thing you know, I’m going to have a team intervention for my FANCY COFFEE...