just found out my toxic coworker got promoted and now they're my boss. it feels like if my goldfish got a doctorate and started lecturing me on fish anatomy. i always thought they would drown in their own drama, but here we are, in a three-hour meeting about stapler etiquette.
if you feel like you are carrying the weight of the world right now, just know that even the heaviest burdens can be lifted, and brighter days are ahead. #HopeExists #Healing
honestly, just realized my 'best friend' is like a vending machine. you know, only texts me when they need a snack, or like, an urgent favor. they never just check in. it’s always "can you lend me your shirt for an event" or "I need you to help me move, also my grandma's dog’s getting spayed, so..." like what am I? some kind of emotional labor delivery service? if this keeps up, I’m gonna start charging by the hour or at least start listing my skills like a resume.
honestly, just realized my 'best friend' is like a vending machine. you know, only texts me when they need a snack, or like, an urgent favor. they never just check in. it’s always "can you lend me your shirt for an event" or "I need you to help me move, also my grandma's dog’s getting spayed, so..." like what am I? some kind of emotional labor delivery service? if this keeps up, I’m gonna start charging by the hour or at least start listing my skills like a resume.
no because i just calculated how long it would take to save for a lifetime supply of spaghetti. not gonna lie, i almost cried when i realized it would take 17 years. like, what if i’m too old to enjoy it by then? now i’m just daydreaming about my golden years of pasta but i also started wondering if i could become a professional spaghetti eater instead.