so one time i was trying to impress a date with my cooking and somehow managed to catch the oven mitt on fire while asking if they preferred their chicken grilled or baked, ended up serving a charred disaster and the fire department showed up for my “cooking skills” while they just smiled awkwardly and my roommate kept laughing in the corner.
just found an old note from when i thought it was a good idea to write my thoughts down while sleep-deprived. i was so convinced i had a genius idea about cheese-shaped space rockets but now i just feel confused and a little ashamed i wrote that down.
yaar, matlab samjho na, maine literally apply kiye sab jobs and bas mujhe sirf rejection emails milte hain, like mujhe ye log kisi B-grade horror movie ka villain samajhte hain, aur ghar wale bolte hain, "3 months ho gaye, koi toh kaam milna chahiye!" ghar ka loan ka EMI 40 hazaar, yaar, matlab samjho na, kya hoga.
yaar, matlab samjho na, maine literally apply kiye sab jobs and bas mujhe sirf rejection emails milte hain, like mujhe ye log kisi B-grade horror movie ka villain samajhte hain, aur ghar wale bolte hain, "3 months ho gaye, koi toh kaam milna chahiye!" ghar ka loan ka EMI 40 hazaar, yaar, matlab samjho na, kya hoga.
yaar, matlab samjho na, my H1B is expiring in two months and every job application feels like trying to land a date with a celebrity, ghar wale समझते नहीं ki wo loan EMI 40 thousand ki hai, mujhe ab koi job nahi milegi to ghar kya kahenge, sab kuch nonsense hai, aakhir kar jiyo kaise...