Funny because I make exactly 60k as well. I caught myself feeling ungrateful the other day and kicked myself back into gear when I reminded myself where I was at a few short years ago. Seeing another dude put it into writing made me realize how silly it is to be worried about that being a “low” number.
I’m 26 and as full of PGPs as the rest of us, but I’m married, hosted Christmas this year at our house, and I have work for this week between Xmas and NYE. Never have I related less to an article on this site, haha.
Reading further: Todd uses already approved PTO time that would’ve been spent in Paris back in his hometown again, at a bar he can actually speak English in and not spend 9 dollar a drink. Crosses paths with a local accounting firm’s owner (was previously Todd’s little league coach) and the two hit it off. Owner is set to retire in 5-6 years and needs a good young gun to take a smooth hand off. Todd realizes city life has been fun but has run its course, set his sights on a more manageable work load and a lower cost of living. Eventually Todd moves back to *insert name of small-medium Midwestern town* and settles down with Owner’s daughter, who is smoking hot and not insane.
He’ll get them very suitable accomodations with a decent, not great, view and good walking proximity to everything her heart could desire. Buuuuuut she’ll still bitch.
As a Floridian I’ll gladly point out this happened in South Florida. There is literally no explaining what goes on down in PB, Broward and Dade counties.
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You don’t wanna start a war with the peanut butter Super PAC. Trust me.
Time and time again- just when this series feels like it’s hitting the doldrums a fresh story line emerges. Well played Will.
Also, cocaine.
Congrats on quitting smoking though. That’s yuuuuuuge.
Spicy CFA is a rectum enfuego every. damn. time.
Funny because I make exactly 60k as well. I caught myself feeling ungrateful the other day and kicked myself back into gear when I reminded myself where I was at a few short years ago. Seeing another dude put it into writing made me realize how silly it is to be worried about that being a “low” number.
The idea of travelling multiple times cross country to plan a destination wedding is actually very unsettling to me.
Todd plays fackin Sudoku mentally but only has the balls to pull checkers maneuvers.
TGDAG: Caroline revenge-fucks Todd for having to endure Girl’s bitching
TGDAG: Katie revenge-fucks Todd for being passed up for MOH
Congrats on the sex, Todd!
I’m 26 and as full of PGPs as the rest of us, but I’m married, hosted Christmas this year at our house, and I have work for this week between Xmas and NYE. Never have I related less to an article on this site, haha.
Todd’s that buddy you want to feel bad for but at the end of the day you realize you can’t stop a man from digging his own grave.
It’s a must win game for Todd. Style points are out the window. Just get it done.
Me? Nobody. Just a guy living in a Southern town of 2000 laughing at my buddies that moved to ATL.
Reading further: Todd uses already approved PTO time that would’ve been spent in Paris back in his hometown again, at a bar he can actually speak English in and not spend 9 dollar a drink. Crosses paths with a local accounting firm’s owner (was previously Todd’s little league coach) and the two hit it off. Owner is set to retire in 5-6 years and needs a good young gun to take a smooth hand off. Todd realizes city life has been fun but has run its course, set his sights on a more manageable work load and a lower cost of living. Eventually Todd moves back to *insert name of small-medium Midwestern town* and settles down with Owner’s daughter, who is smoking hot and not insane.
I hope they break up pre-trip and Girl has to go to the city of love by her damn self.
Claire doesn’t just give up the nudes, AMIRITE?
He’ll get them very suitable accomodations with a decent, not great, view and good walking proximity to everything her heart could desire. Buuuuuut she’ll still bitch.
Calling the gentleman behind the counter “sir” was a simple yet appreciated gesture that I wasn’t sure either was capable of.
Hope Todd proposes on the flight home in an attempt to join the Mile High Club, gets rejected and lives a happy and prosperous Post-Fitz life.
Feel better, big dog. Quality work per usual
As a Floridian I’ll gladly point out this happened in South Florida. There is literally no explaining what goes on down in PB, Broward and Dade counties.