WhisperDog

Confessions: yooo, just joined this obscure online crochet community because I thought it wou…

just found out my boss wants me to train my replacement. cool, except nobody told me i was leaving. as if i’m gonna help this new person while my soul slowly drips away like Kyrgios’s chances at a title when he’s too busy putting on a show. picture me juggling my resignation and pretending to mentor this stranger. i'm halfway through demonstrating the workflow when they interrupt me with “so how l...

just realized i was actually supposed to become an adult. all those years of me waiting for someone to give me a handbook on life, and it turns out everyone was just winging it. i almost bought a suit once, thinking that was the secret. instead, i’m still using a ten-dollar notebook to scribble life goals while snacking on expired granola.

yooo, just joined this obscure online crochet community because I thought it would be fun and literally ended up in a dramatic yarn rivalry. like, there are factions. I picked a side and now I feel bad for the other group. I’m not gonna lie, I had to defend my color choices like it’s a life or death situation. honestly, who knew a three-hour live stream about how to make a sweater could get so heated?

yooo, just joined this obscure online crochet community because I thought it would be fun and literally ended up in a dramatic yarn rivalry. like, there are factions. I picked a side and now I feel bad for the other group. I’m not gonna lie, I had to defend my color choices like it’s a life or death situation. honestly, who knew a three-hour live stream about how to make a sweater could get so heated?

so my manager scheduled this 'quick chat' for friday at 4pm, and like, immediately I started spiraling. I mean, what could be so important at literally that time? did I mess up the group presentation or is she gonna ask if I’ve finally mastered the office coffee machine? I kept thinking about how this feels as intense as the build-up to the geno v pisa game – like, the suspense is killing me. do I...