یار، matlab samjho na, کل میرے سسرال والے کہہ رہے تھے کہ میں نے مرد بچہ پیدا نہیں کیا اور میرا شوہر کچھ نہیں بولا۔ جیسے وہی سن کر بیٹیوں نے سنا اور میں نے سوچا، کوئی سمجھتا نہیں کہ یہ سب کیسا محسوس ہوتا ہے۔
yaar, matlab samjho na, they took my brother to a baba instead of a doctor, chaining him to a bed like that's a treatment plan or something. और सब लोग समझते हैं कि possession hai, जैसे कि किलर एप या सीरिज जैसी कोई चीज़ है, और मैं बस हंसते-हंसते पागल हो रहा हूँ।
so i finally set aside a day to tackle this massive pile of junk mail that i have been ignoring for ages and instead of finding something useful, i opened a letter about a forgotten subscription to a magazine i did not even remember ordering which is clearly absurd since i am a minimalist and all it does is take up space, i mean, who needs a twelve-month supply of a magazine dedicated to advanced cheese crafting, like come on, not my best moment honestly, so now i have to figure out how to unsubscribe to something that doesn’t even exist in my life, just adds insult to injury in the world of unnecessary chaos.
so i finally set aside a day to tackle this massive pile of junk mail that i have been ignoring for ages and instead of finding something useful, i opened a letter about a forgotten subscription to a magazine i did not even remember ordering which is clearly absurd since i am a minimalist and all it does is take up space, i mean, who needs a twelve-month supply of a magazine dedicated to advanced cheese crafting, like come on, not my best moment honestly, so now i have to figure out how to unsubscribe to something that doesn’t even exist in my life, just adds insult to injury in the world of unnecessary chaos.
so i accidentally told my boss i was excited for the “hot dog” presentation instead of “log” and everyone looked at me like i lost it and now it’s this running joke, so great turning 40 alone with takeout remembering that moment.