I Got You Babe (And By “You” I Mean Rude Comments on Your TikTok)
You’re such a hypocrite, standing by your skinny jeans but not me! How have you been in therapy this long and still care what the mean girls are saying?
Childhood = Ruined! Kind of like our trust with our landlord if we don’t get that rent in on time.
"Yeah, it’s cool, I’ll just lay here—lie here?" I’ll mutter, as you clamber out of your, I don’t know, 2012 Ford Fusion, with a Phish decal.
Those of us born in the '95-'97 range are the middle child between Millennials and Gen Z.
The cover letter is the most recycled paper item in the world; what you’re reading is a repurposed version of one that I sent to Whole Foods.
Works hard but makes no money / Loves avocado and salmon breakfasts / Obsessed with filtered water / Goes on many long, sad walks
It's critical that our employees can think outside of the box, accept a payment that comes from inside a box, while also living in a box.
“Your plight reached me on LinkedIn: the posting spoke of your lamentation, of your need for a Client Data and Management Information Co-Ordinator!”
Message one of the employers' staff through LinkedIn, Facebook and carrier pigeon about your potential interest. Yes, do all three. Dab!
The internet is one big lie. If you think someone’s telling the truth online, then you’re lying to yourself.
He is shortish and bossy, entitled and bold, / but it’s mainly important you know that he’s old.