I’ve realized that getting advice from family is basically like asking for directions from someone who’s never left their hometown. Like, thanks for your input on my career path while you’re still using a flip phone and think TikTok is a clock! Honestly, just because someone is older doesn’t mean they know better. It’s like taking cooking tips from someone who still thinks boiling water is gourmet...
I have this embarrassing secret: I still look up old high school classmates on social media and low-key judge their life choices like I'm some kind of life coach. I mean, who knew that the guy who used to eat glue would own a tech startup and the prom queen would be selling essential oils? Like, what kind of alternate universe is this? Meanwhile, I'm over here just wondering if I should order take...
Isn't it wild how we spend years in school preparing for a career, but no one ever teaches us how to do taxes or fix the Wi-Fi when it breaks? Like, I can write a 10-page paper on Shakespeare, but I can't figure out why my laptop thinks it's still 2019. Honestly, being an adult feels like an elaborate prank where everyone forgot to give you the manual. How is nobody talking about this?
Isn't it wild how we spend years in school preparing for a career, but no one ever teaches us how to do taxes or fix the Wi-Fi when it breaks? Like, I can write a 10-page paper on Shakespeare, but I can't figure out why my laptop thinks it's still 2019. Honestly, being an adult feels like an elaborate prank where everyone forgot to give you the manual. How is nobody talking about this?
I’ve been thinking about how we all pretend to have our lives together when in reality, most of us are just a solid cup of coffee and a prayer away from a meltdown. Like, I barely keep my plants alive, and I’m expected to know how to adult? Some days, I feel like I'm one Zoom call away from becoming a meme: “This could've been an email.” And honestly, is there a manual on how to navigate these exi...