literally just found out my manager wants me to train my replacement. funny part? nobody told me i am leaving. so here i am, helping someone become me while my heart slowly breaks because now i have to imagine a world without my beloved office plants. like, do i have to stage a dramatic farewell with them? i really thought i was sticking around. guess i have to practice waving goodbye while smilin...
Story Name: "My Husband's Spy Became My Secret Lover" Part 4 of 7 I can’t breathe. His eyes lock onto mine, electric and wild, and suddenly the air is thick with what we both know. I take a step back, my mind racing. “You shouldn’t have come,” I stammer, but my heart betrays me, thumping against my ribs like a caged bird. He rises, towering. “You think I wanted to? Your husband is onto us.” His...
so i had to turn down plans because my bank account is looking like a deserted wasteland, but you know what? it just feels SO RIGHT. instead, i will just pretend i'm the velus jones jr of social life, all flashy moves but really just waiting for someone to elevate me back up from this couch. can we talk about how this breakthrough could really help me get through my identity crisis? like, HOW do i let my friends know im broke when im *this* close to finding a job where the only responsibility is staying fabulous? talk about pressure. #VelusJonesJr #SocialDilemma
so i had to turn down plans because my bank account is looking like a deserted wasteland, but you know what? it just feels SO RIGHT. instead, i will just pretend i'm the velus jones jr of social life, all flashy moves but really just waiting for someone to elevate me back up from this couch. can we talk about how this breakthrough could really help me get through my identity crisis? like, HOW do i let my friends know im broke when im *this* close to finding a job where the only responsibility is staying fabulous? talk about pressure. #VelusJonesJr #SocialDilemma
so my boss literally praised a colleague for my idea in the meeting today. honestly, my heart dropped harder than that one time i slipped on a wet floor and made eye contact with an entire room. now, i am questioning every single thing. i even practiced my reaction to getting complimented in the mirror this morning. the irony is not lost on me because i am forever trapped in the shadow of someone'...