Honestly, if you ever feel like you’re just winging adulthood, join the club. I swear my life is basically me trying to Google “how to live” while pretending to have it all figured out. And can we talk about advice? Everyone has a hot take on how to handle your love life, career, or finances, but none of them can find the socks that match their shoes. Pro tip: sometimes the best advice is just to ...
So, here's my unsolicited advice: if you ever find yourself in a long meeting where everyone is talking in circles and nobody is actually saying anything, just nod like you’re understanding everything while secretly planning your escape route. Seriously, I once faked a 'call from my mom' just to get out of a two-hour presentation on why we need to shift from Arial to Calibri font. Life's too short...
Is it just me, or is the only thing more awkward than small talk in an elevator the sheer realization that you’re both standing there silently, pretending your phones are more interesting than the person next to you? Like, can we just acknowledge that we’re all really just waiting for the floor to ding so we can escape this weird bubble of shared space? If the universe had a sense of humor, we’d get stuck on a floor with a stranger and the power would go out, right? What’s your go-to escape plan in these elevator situations?
Is it just me, or is the only thing more awkward than small talk in an elevator the sheer realization that you’re both standing there silently, pretending your phones are more interesting than the person next to you? Like, can we just acknowledge that we’re all really just waiting for the floor to ding so we can escape this weird bubble of shared space? If the universe had a sense of humor, we’d get stuck on a floor with a stranger and the power would go out, right? What’s your go-to escape plan in these elevator situations?
I went to this fancy wedding last weekend, right? Everyone was dressed to the nines, and here I am in my "one good outfit" that has probably seen more pizza stains than actual sunlight. Anyway, during my obligatory "let's throw some serious moves on the dance floor" phase, I tripped and knocked over the bride's bouquet. Suddenly, the entire room freezes, and I’m staring at her like I just delivere...