no because I just looked in the mirror and saw my parents staring back at me, like literally staring, and I was convinced I was about to unlock some family prophecy or something. honestly, I expected one of them to yell, “you are destined to own a CHAIN OF PIZZA SHOPS!" instead, they just pointed to my last haircut and whispered, "not this one, dear."
the way that my boss praised my coworker for my idea in front of the whole team. like, the whole meeting was just them reading off my notes as if it was some script from a bad play. and all i could do was smile and nod, while inside, my mind was crafting the perfect revenge plot involving gluten-free cupcakes and an office fridge meltdown. i mean, who knew passive-aggressiveness could be a part of...
yooo, so I started eating pineapple on pizza because I thought it would impress this foodie friend—then they said it was basic, and I'm over here questioning all my culinary choices like I just flunked MasterChef with a fruit topping!
yooo, so I started eating pineapple on pizza because I thought it would impress this foodie friend—then they said it was basic, and I'm over here questioning all my culinary choices like I just flunked MasterChef with a fruit topping!
yooo, remember that one time I spent like two hours researching the best method to fold fitted sheets because I thought it would impress my neighbors? – like, why did I think they’d be blown away by my laundry skills? – I swear I even bought one of those weird folding boards online – and then I actually hung the perfectly folded sheets on my balcony like a trophy, only to realize they just thought...