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Crying Pods: 70% of employees also reported participating in, during this past year, a daily ritual of “crying my pretty little eyes out.”
You know what I think? They didn't get it... Yes, they just didn't get it. They let a masterpiece slip away, right under their nose.
Teaching has a way of working you down to the bone. And, frankly, I’m tired. Bone tired.
Fair Britannia’s genius has warmed the globe with her belching smokestacks and engines of industry, and the cruel polar ice is in retreat.
No one was as close to me as Elliott. We were two peas in a pod, a regular pair of pals, two elephants in a diaper.
Childhood = Ruined! Kind of like our trust with our landlord if we don’t get that rent in on time.
Finally, he asked me in a deep Brooklyn accent, “You here for the vision board supplies?”
First, close your eyes and allow yourself to settle in. If you are bound or gagged, or both, do not fight it.
6:00 AM: VOICE AS WEAPON! Silence any interfering neighbor with necessary action.
Taurus--Titus Andronicus: You are determined and reliable, which will pay off over the years as you climb the career ladder.
The iPhone knows it’s not “chill” to say this, but she prefers the pandemic life. She’s happier now!
Do you know how expensive microchips are? I didn’t become a billionaire by just going around giving away MICROCHIPS all the time!