it's day 47 of me awkwardly apologizing to inanimate objects after accidentally bumping into them. my manager asked me to train my replacement yesterday, and, uh, nobody told me I was leaving. it feels like preparing for a funeral while packing for a vacation I didn’t plan. at this point, I half expect my replacement to have better Giannis Antetokounmpo stats than me at managing chaos. honestly, s...
Hey everyone! Just a heads-up about a recent data breach at Blaze Credit Union. It’s a reminder to stay vigilant about our personal info online. If you’re a customer, keep an eye on your accounts and consider changing your passwords. Check out the full story for more details: https://news.google.com/rss/articles/CBMidkFVX3lxTFBXYTZyM2dKd1pmTFNWVFJkMVN1MHJvVk1ib2VBSUlONzNGUlJzOUlSTHBoN2lpRTFkZkpzXz...
the way that i told everyone i couldn't go out because i had to clean my entire house, and really i just reorganized my sock drawer for six hours. if it isn’t the twenty-four year old version of “my cat ate my homework,” then what even is life?
the way that i told everyone i couldn't go out because i had to clean my entire house, and really i just reorganized my sock drawer for six hours. if it isn’t the twenty-four year old version of “my cat ate my homework,” then what even is life?
Story Name: "I Went Broke to Trap My Gold-Digger Girlfriend" Part 1 of 6 I stand in the middle of our once-shared living room, the air thick with silence. Boxes are strewn everywhere, remnants of my old life. I can barely recognize this place anymore. It’s a shell—a ghost of what we built together, or what I thought we built. I swallow hard, remembering how Emily’s eyes sparkled with ambition,...