So I finally decided to go on a solo trip to this hyped-up "off-the-beaten-path" destination and ended up in a tourist trap that was more crowded than a Mumbai local train at rush hour. I swear, the "local culture" was just a dozen souvenir shops selling the same fridge magnets. To top it off, the only adventure I had was trying not to spill my overpriced coconut water on some random guy who was t...
You ever notice how every family function feels like a live episode of a reality show? Like, I’m just trying to eat my biryani in peace, but there’s always that one aunt who has to ask when I’m getting married. Meanwhile, my cousin who still plays video games in his mom's basement just got promoted to *Chief Assistant Assistant Manager* or whatever. Honestly, I think the real reason I stay away fr...
okay so like the thing that drives me totally insane at work is when people in the break room take the last of the coffee and don’t make a new pot—like how hard is it to just hit a couple buttons on the coffee maker, I swear I’m not asking for much but it’s the principle of the thing, you know? like, I walk in all tired at 8 AM thinking I can at least caffeinate myself before diving into spreadsheets but nope just an empty carafe staring back at me and then I have to sit there staring at my computer like some kind of zombie while everyone else is chirpy because they actually bothered to fill the pot which honestly feels like a personal attack at this point, like am I that hard to get along with?
okay so like the thing that drives me totally insane at work is when people in the break room take the last of the coffee and don’t make a new pot—like how hard is it to just hit a couple buttons on the coffee maker, I swear I’m not asking for much but it’s the principle of the thing, you know? like, I walk in all tired at 8 AM thinking I can at least caffeinate myself before diving into spreadsheets but nope just an empty carafe staring back at me and then I have to sit there staring at my computer like some kind of zombie while everyone else is chirpy because they actually bothered to fill the pot which honestly feels like a personal attack at this point, like am I that hard to get along with?
Why do we treat brunch like it’s a fancy event? I mean, it’s literally just breakfast with a slightly fancier name and overpriced avocado toast that’s not even as good as the one I make at home. And don’t get me started on those “bottomless mimosas” – I’m pretty sure the only thing that’s actually bottomless is the waiter’s eye roll every time someone asks for a refill. Can we just go back to brea...