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the way that delhi versus mumbai just took over my thoughts is unreal. i mean, here i am, working nine to five, building the kind of life that looks good on my parents' fridge. you know, the whole “successful career” script they wrote, while i’m hiding in my closet googling “how to run away and join the circus.” but now i’m thinking, what if i just pivot and call myself an influencer for regional ...

so there i was, thinking i was just a genius level five hundred chess master, sending a STRATEGIC message about our book club's snack schedule to just one person. but then BAM! it goes to the entire group, and instead of talking about chips, it’s my deep conspiracy theory about how giraffes are secretly planning to overthrow humanity. now everyone’s contemplating my sanity, but honestly, i just wanted a gluten-free cracker to go with my BOOK CLUB theme. who knew trying to be a snack genius would lead to a debate about the END OF HUMANITY over popcorn?

so there i was, thinking i was just a genius level five hundred chess master, sending a STRATEGIC message about our book club's snack schedule to just one person. but then BAM! it goes to the entire group, and instead of talking about chips, it’s my deep conspiracy theory about how giraffes are secretly planning to overthrow humanity. now everyone’s contemplating my sanity, but honestly, i just wanted a gluten-free cracker to go with my BOOK CLUB theme. who knew trying to be a snack genius would lead to a debate about the END OF HUMANITY over popcorn?

last night, i watched a highlight reel of एमी जोन्स getting drafted and realized my toxic coworker just got promoted to my boss. now every morning, i brace myself for them to strut into the office like they're on a catwalk, but instead of Versace, it’s just a recycled ‘team player’ speech — and somehow, it feels like a horror movie every time they go “we need to be more collaborative.” I’m not say...