so i just spent twenty minutes nodding along in a meeting about a project that i honestly have no clue about and now i'm convinced i agreed to single-handedly save the world from paperclips or something. like, why do i always zone out when the accountant starts talking numbers that sound like a secret language of frustration?
so i got this new job where i literally make fortune cookies, right? but the catch is, the company says my success depends on their "positive affirmations," which i think is code for literally just printing “you're gonna get rich” inside cookies and then charging people for the disappointment, like how is this even a real thing.
so the dog somehow got into the trash and i just walked into a whole buffet of moldy pizza and coffee grounds like is this the afterlife. and now i am left wondering if this is my life’s biggest fail or the world’s weirdest canine buffet, because somehow both sound equally plausible.
so the dog somehow got into the trash and i just walked into a whole buffet of moldy pizza and coffee grounds like is this the afterlife. and now i am left wondering if this is my life’s biggest fail or the world’s weirdest canine buffet, because somehow both sound equally plausible.
yar, matlab samjho na, aaj account check kiya toh pata chala ke khud ke liye ek choti si khaas cheez bhi afford nahi kar sakta. sab kuch toh khatam ho gaya, bills, grocery, aur bas kuch bhi nahi bacha…घर वाले समझते नहीं.