Why does every society uncle think he’s an expert on my life choices? Like, bro, I’m pretty sure your biggest achievement is finding the best spot to park in a crowded lane. The other day, he tried to convince me that I should have pursued engineering instead of art. I nearly asked him if he’s ever drawn anything more complicated than an arrow pointing to “successful” on his own chart of life. Jus...
If your boss ever tells you "we're like a family here," just know you might want to start looking for new jobs. Family means unsolicited advice, awkward gatherings, and definitely no boundaries, and I didn’t sign up for that in my 9 to 5. Seriously, I want to work with professionals, not get dragged into emotional group therapy sessions where I have to share my deepest fears like some weird corpor...
Why do people act like reading self-help books automatically makes them a life coach? Like, congratulations on your newfound wisdom from page 73, but I'm still trying to figure out if I should put hot sauce on my eggs or just stick with ketchup. Meanwhile, my friends who read fiction are living their best lives, while I'm here debating whether to dig through my bookshelf for "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck" or just rewatch The Office for the 12th time. So, does reading actually make you better at life, or is it just a fancy way to procrastinate?
Why do people act like reading self-help books automatically makes them a life coach? Like, congratulations on your newfound wisdom from page 73, but I'm still trying to figure out if I should put hot sauce on my eggs or just stick with ketchup. Meanwhile, my friends who read fiction are living their best lives, while I'm here debating whether to dig through my bookshelf for "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck" or just rewatch The Office for the 12th time. So, does reading actually make you better at life, or is it just a fancy way to procrastinate?
Why is it that every time I decide to cook, I end up starring in my own personal horror movie? I swear I hear my smoke alarm laughing at me while the kitchen looks like a disaster zone. And honestly, what's so "delicious" about sous vide whatever? Just give me a double cheese pizza and let me live! Real talk though, if I can barely fry an egg without it turning into scrambled disaster, how am I su...