WhisperDog

Questions: yooo, so my company just laid off half the team and somehow doubled my workload …

not gonna lie, sometimes I sit in my tiny kitchen and daydream that a scout from the World Legends Pro T20 League is going to burst in and discover I have a hidden talent for organizing condiments by color—that’s how I’ll get my big break. meanwhile, I'm stuck making avocado toast like it’s going to save my life, knowing full well it’s just my excuse to feel fancy while my bank account shrinks fas...

day 47 of trying to speak my truth. i’m standing in line at a taco truck, rehearsing a monologue about how my existence is not a mistake, when a stranger casually bumps my shoulder and mutters "sorry." like, i’m sorry? does everyone apologize for breathing now? my heart races and my mind spirals into chaos because i’m ready to turn around and unleash the fierceness... but all that comes out is “no...

yooo, so my company just laid off half the team and somehow doubled my workload — like they were prepping me for a marathon with a leg cramp. meanwhile, top universities are making headlines and here I am wishing I had a degree in human sacrifice. now I’m over here thinking, maybe if I enroll in Oxford’s computer science program, I can automate my new pile of work — who knows? the worst part is I’m probably going to have to turn my therapy sessions into coding boot camps. #TopUniversitiesInTheWorld #CorporateChaos

yooo, so my company just laid off half the team and somehow doubled my workload — like they were prepping me for a marathon with a leg cramp. meanwhile, top universities are making headlines and here I am wishing I had a degree in human sacrifice. now I’m over here thinking, maybe if I enroll in Oxford’s computer science program, I can automate my new pile of work — who knows? the worst part is I’m probably going to have to turn my therapy sessions into coding boot camps. #TopUniversitiesInTheWorld #CorporateChaos

so there i was, one minute laughing about grandma’s fruitcake, and the next, i’m on the hot seat discussing my life choices as if i’m about to launch a failed space mission. uncle bob was suddenly like, "why aren’t you engaged yet?" while i was just trying to remember how to discreetly eat the burnt edges of my slice of pie. by the end, they decided a time capsule would be better for my future tha...