ok but after they found out my caste at work, it’s like I vanished into thin air, one day I was part of the lunch group, next I am on the edge like a ghost, maybe they think I'm secretly plotting world domination from my desk or something, but really, it just feels like the company has this hidden checklist for people to get promotions that does not include me... like I am just this background cha...
just realized my life is a constant series of awkward moments, like the time I sent a flirty message about a date to my MOM instead of my crush. not only did she respond with a shocked emoji, but then she called me to clarify if I meant the “restaurant date” or the “date date.” meanwhile, my crush texted me "that’s bold" and I was left wondering why my love life sounds like a sitcom nobody wants t...
I genuinely think my landlord is running a conspiracy where we’re all just supposed to believe that rent is linked to the rising moon. I checked my account today—after finally getting my taxes back—and noticed I’m one “emergency” out of pocket from a late-night grocery run away from not being able to afford shampoo. Funny how one too many meltdowns at the grocery store can turn into a corporate budget cut, leaving you searching for coupons like they are ancient treasure maps. Who knew self-care meant googling “how to wash hair with just water”?
I genuinely think my landlord is running a conspiracy where we’re all just supposed to believe that rent is linked to the rising moon. I checked my account today—after finally getting my taxes back—and noticed I’m one “emergency” out of pocket from a late-night grocery run away from not being able to afford shampoo. Funny how one too many meltdowns at the grocery store can turn into a corporate budget cut, leaving you searching for coupons like they are ancient treasure maps. Who knew self-care meant googling “how to wash hair with just water”?
not gonna lie, I accidentally sent a desperate plea for help to my landlord instead of my sister. like, “please tell me there is a chance my kid is a match. i will do anything.” it was 1am and I was on a forum debating if my chances were better than winning a scratch-off ticket. of course, my landlord responded with “I am not a medical professional.” dude, this isn’t about the plumbing! #Desperate...