my family group chat is honestly like an ongoing episode of a terrible reality show. it started out as a simple “what's for dinner” thread but somehow turned into this chaotic debate about the best way to boil potatoes. EVERYONE has a hot take, and suddenly, we are all potatoes experts with MASTERS in spud science. and you know what? the biggest twist? i might be more scared of their opinion than ...
it’s 3am and i just checked my sibling’s latest Instagram post where they’re flexing their "Dallas ISD family of the year" award while i’m over here still trying to convince my mom that the dinner i cooked last week wasn't a complete disaster. honestly, i can’t decide if it’s more painful to watch or to keep pretending that i care about their perfect kids’ bake sale goals, while i’m questioning if...
not gonna lie, I accidentally voice texted my boss about how I'd rather stick a fork in a toaster than go to another meeting. the weird part? I hit send right as I was buying a pineapple corer. so now my boss thinks I'm about to quit over kitchen gadgets, and honestly? it’s way more relatable than being trapped in another brainstorming session.
not gonna lie, I accidentally voice texted my boss about how I'd rather stick a fork in a toaster than go to another meeting. the weird part? I hit send right as I was buying a pineapple corer. so now my boss thinks I'm about to quit over kitchen gadgets, and honestly? it’s way more relatable than being trapped in another brainstorming session.
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