good morning. Today I’ll spend the first two hours at my job doing what I do every morning….trying to figure out a way to never have to have a job again.
As a chick , I’d probably never talk to the dude again if he asked me to hike on our first date. especially if I’m meeting him off Bumble. Gives off a serial killer sort of vibe. However, I did hike a section of the AT and this has caused many dudes to claim to be avid outdoorsmen, finding that a good majority of them can’t make it more than a mile without nearly passing out.
I’m 31 and a chick…..also dreading an upcoming 3 day bachelorette party. 15 girls in one house with three bathrooms. I’ve been on enough of these to know my entire week will be offset from getting home too late on a Sunday completely hungover, exhausted and broke, and I’ll find those shitty dick bead necklaces all over my suitcase. Why do we have to have dicks hanging from everything????
I’m at a weird age of 30. Half my friends are married, the other half still single, getting just as drunk as they did in college. I like to go to breweries now, our old spots are now home to the 25 and under, “show up at 11 pm” crowd. Sure, you have to deal with kids and babies running around the breweries but you don’t feel creepy being there.
THANK YOU. As I sit in my windowless office for 45-50 hours a week, only guessing what the weather is like on the outside world, I use instagram as a source of entertainment and regrettably so. I too, have asked these questions all too often, wondering where I went wrong in life, and why do I keep staring at the accounts of these youthful dipshits who never have to wake up early, power through brutal hangovers and meetings, and pretend to be nice to people you hate. Damn them all.
nearing 30 and still too often hear “I can’t..I’m broke” from my also nearing 30 friends. The same people who can’t afford a decent weekend group getaway are the same ones that sit at the same crappy bar we’ve been going to for 9 years….ordering shot after shot and “beer on special”. Not to mention they don’t cook, but instead eat out every meal. I’ve quit participating in the drunk-a-thons each weekend and instead have spent my money on life experiences, like traveling.
I too got an adult coloring book and spent the better part of my workday yesterday with my office door closed, music blaring and colored pencils going to town. It’s way more addictive than I thought it would be
When I worked for a large corporation where the CEO owned planes and shoes that “cost more than his first car”..our Christmas bonuses consisted of a lunch buffet. I now for a small company of 51 employees and each year we’re given $1,000 in cash. We don’t have a fancy building or a Starbucks machine in the breakroom, but boss man knows and cares about each of us.
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good morning. Today I’ll spend the first two hours at my job doing what I do every morning….trying to figure out a way to never have to have a job again.
As a chick , I’d probably never talk to the dude again if he asked me to hike on our first date. especially if I’m meeting him off Bumble. Gives off a serial killer sort of vibe. However, I did hike a section of the AT and this has caused many dudes to claim to be avid outdoorsmen, finding that a good majority of them can’t make it more than a mile without nearly passing out.
I’m 31 and a chick…..also dreading an upcoming 3 day bachelorette party. 15 girls in one house with three bathrooms. I’ve been on enough of these to know my entire week will be offset from getting home too late on a Sunday completely hungover, exhausted and broke, and I’ll find those shitty dick bead necklaces all over my suitcase. Why do we have to have dicks hanging from everything????
did anyone watch the video? The kids name is Chad Kroger….
I’m at a weird age of 30. Half my friends are married, the other half still single, getting just as drunk as they did in college. I like to go to breweries now, our old spots are now home to the 25 and under, “show up at 11 pm” crowd. Sure, you have to deal with kids and babies running around the breweries but you don’t feel creepy being there.
adderall is the only thing that gets me through these weekender events anymore
THANK YOU. As I sit in my windowless office for 45-50 hours a week, only guessing what the weather is like on the outside world, I use instagram as a source of entertainment and regrettably so. I too, have asked these questions all too often, wondering where I went wrong in life, and why do I keep staring at the accounts of these youthful dipshits who never have to wake up early, power through brutal hangovers and meetings, and pretend to be nice to people you hate. Damn them all.
nearing 30 and still too often hear “I can’t..I’m broke” from my also nearing 30 friends. The same people who can’t afford a decent weekend group getaway are the same ones that sit at the same crappy bar we’ve been going to for 9 years….ordering shot after shot and “beer on special”. Not to mention they don’t cook, but instead eat out every meal. I’ve quit participating in the drunk-a-thons each weekend and instead have spent my money on life experiences, like traveling.
I too got an adult coloring book and spent the better part of my workday yesterday with my office door closed, music blaring and colored pencils going to town. It’s way more addictive than I thought it would be
When I worked for a large corporation where the CEO owned planes and shoes that “cost more than his first car”..our Christmas bonuses consisted of a lunch buffet. I now for a small company of 51 employees and each year we’re given $1,000 in cash. We don’t have a fancy building or a Starbucks machine in the breakroom, but boss man knows and cares about each of us.