it’s 2am and i just found out that the new hire i TRAINED makes more than i do. they still look so fresh, with that rookie sparkle in their eyes—while i’m over here contemplating how many hours it takes to eat a single bowl of ramen. and guess what? they just flew on those new Singapore Airlines flights to experience "business class" luxury. i'm just stuck here sorting through documents, daydreami...
so my best friend literally told this girl I have a secret crush on this totally absurd soap opera star, like out of nowhere, and now I’m sitting here wondering if I should just pack up and move to another city. what if he somehow finds out, right? i can’t even focus on my job because i’m imagining him reading my diary or something. so now I’m thinking, if he sees me at the grocery store in my ove...
it’s day 47 of secretly crafting my presentation skills in my mirror, and then i hear my best friend spilled my secret about wanting to be as confident as ridhima pathak—what even is trust? like, now i'm rethinking every deep conversation we've ever had, wondering if they told the person that i once practiced announcing the cricket scores in the shower. maybe now i'm gonna pretend to be confident about something ridiculous like an underwater basket weaving career while she’s on a podium in my mind, and i just need a therapist... or an exorcism. #RidhimaPathak #CringeLife
it’s day 47 of secretly crafting my presentation skills in my mirror, and then i hear my best friend spilled my secret about wanting to be as confident as ridhima pathak—what even is trust? like, now i'm rethinking every deep conversation we've ever had, wondering if they told the person that i once practiced announcing the cricket scores in the shower. maybe now i'm gonna pretend to be confident about something ridiculous like an underwater basket weaving career while she’s on a podium in my mind, and i just need a therapist... or an exorcism. #RidhimaPathak #CringeLife
last night i caught myself watching marlon wayans interviews while folding laundry. yeah, the same laundry i wore to work, for a job that would kick me to the curb in a WEEK if i slipped up. why do i feel more connected to a guy talking about parenting a trans child than i do to my boss who has yet to say my name? so here i am, mentally preparing for a career funeral, complete with a black suit i ...