Eh, it’s kinda cool to have visibility to what’s really going on all over the organization, but it sucks to have to be the responsible one who pretends to have their shit together all the time even when you really don’t. I’m surprised the field doesn’t have more burnout than it does.
Avocado toast for Sunday hungover breakfast. Toss on some hot sauce to tell your stomach to start getting the leftover booze out. Top it with a fried egg if that’s your jam.
I once had a supervisor let me go after I turned in my two weeks notice. It’s like breaking up by saying “I don’t love you anymore” and hearing back “I never loved you in the first place.”
It might make someone enjoy the story more overall, but it totally saps the power of that one twist moment, which I would say is a better feeling than the rest of the story combined in a lot of cases. Fight Club would have been a pretty mediocre piece of anti-establishment writing if it weren’t for the twist. The Usual Suspects would have been pretty good if Keyser Soze was just some other guy, but it being Verbal Kint made it incredible.
Removing the power of a twist ending can do anything from making a movie less enjoyable to defeating the purpose entirely.
There’s a show about two “broke” girls that tells you every episode that they’re getting by on no more than a few hundred dollars, and even they live in a pretty nice apartment in New York. No way could a network show tell us what living with poverty is really like.
“You know that feeling like you’re simultaneously drowning and also being smothered with a pillow and also crushed by a very large rock, all while someone’s spitting on your and telling you that life is hopeless and you’ll never be half the man your father was? Yeah, that really gets me going.”
Eh, it’s kinda cool to have visibility to what’s really going on all over the organization, but it sucks to have to be the responsible one who pretends to have their shit together all the time even when you really don’t. I’m surprised the field doesn’t have more burnout than it does.
Damn, man. You get more excited about Thursday than I get about anything. I envy you.
Same tbh
Bacon:
Just spent the last two nights after work helping a friend move. Why do I not have friends who can afford to pay movers?
Having a rough day there, bud?
I’d be fine attending a bachelor party with a woman in attendance, but I didn’t invite any women to mine. Just gotta have a night of guys being dudes.
Avocado toast for Sunday hungover breakfast. Toss on some hot sauce to tell your stomach to start getting the leftover booze out. Top it with a fried egg if that’s your jam.
Gotta submit my dad’s staple addition: sweatshirts for colleges that anybody in your extended family attended.
You’ve clearly never sent a woman to CostCo without supervision. It doesn’t SAVE a goddamn thing.
Read: “I would do porn if I was a lady, but I’m not about to wax my balls to break into the industry.”
I’ve made it with a vibrating woman. Inform the men.
I once had a supervisor let me go after I turned in my two weeks notice. It’s like breaking up by saying “I don’t love you anymore” and hearing back “I never loved you in the first place.”
It might make someone enjoy the story more overall, but it totally saps the power of that one twist moment, which I would say is a better feeling than the rest of the story combined in a lot of cases. Fight Club would have been a pretty mediocre piece of anti-establishment writing if it weren’t for the twist. The Usual Suspects would have been pretty good if Keyser Soze was just some other guy, but it being Verbal Kint made it incredible.
Removing the power of a twist ending can do anything from making a movie less enjoyable to defeating the purpose entirely.
As long as you keep “awko taco” out of it.
Can’t even copy the spam, they copied the link from where their spam was.
There’s a show about two “broke” girls that tells you every episode that they’re getting by on no more than a few hundred dollars, and even they live in a pretty nice apartment in New York. No way could a network show tell us what living with poverty is really like.
“You know that feeling like you’re simultaneously drowning and also being smothered with a pillow and also crushed by a very large rock, all while someone’s spitting on your and telling you that life is hopeless and you’ll never be half the man your father was? Yeah, that really gets me going.”
If you have to add “allow me to explain” after your fetish, I probably don’t want you to explain.
Your username makes so much sense now.