Being a third wheel with friends you actually like beats being in a crappy relationship just to avoid being single 100% of the time. Solid take Katie, this serial 3rd wheelers feeling a little better on a Tuesday after reading this.
When the alternative is no message at all, I’m all in on ‘Hey’ hundred percent of the time. I’m reserving judgement on whether or not I find you ‘interesting’ until I actually meet you in person anyway so no need to rack your brain with a clever opener in my mind.
It’s all in how you approach it. I love trying different craft beers and will talk about them with other interested parties but I’m not going to pretend like I have some sort of refined pallete and I’m certainly never going to scoff if somebody passes me a cold domestic light beer.
Ordered a breakfast sandwich on Sunday with pulled pork, a fried egg, and pepper jack cheese. None of it made sense but damn if it wasn’t the pick me up I needed after a long Saturday night.
Being a psycho and spending the long weekend moving. Going to try and be 90% productive with the other 10% reserved for aggressive drinking and/or general hangover malaise.
“I have no idea if I even like what I do, or if anyone likes what they do, or if we’re all just expected to hate our lives for 50 hours a week for the next 70 years.”
There was a point in my life where I would buy a big ass bag of pizzeria pretzel combos before any drive over an hour. Not even sure why I stopped because those things are so damn good.
Vacations are tight as hell and one hundred percent necessary from time to time but nothing makes me realize I hate my job more than a few days away from it. Almost makes them hard to enjoy.
Maybe it’s a government thing but everybody here comes in super early (between 6am-7am) so the lunch rush is always around 11am. Hell I think our cafeteria closes at 1pm. I’m a high noon boy myself just because it splits up my 8 to 5 schedule nicely enough.
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Being a third wheel with friends you actually like beats being in a crappy relationship just to avoid being single 100% of the time. Solid take Katie, this serial 3rd wheelers feeling a little better on a Tuesday after reading this.
Government employee: *cue sounds of crickets chirping* nothing to see here folks.
Hopefully Eric was a regular reader of Jenna’s Unemployed Diaries otherwise he’s screwed.
One day *probably soon* it won’t just be the same shit though and isn’t it that tiny bit of hope that keeps us in the game?
When the alternative is no message at all, I’m all in on ‘Hey’ hundred percent of the time. I’m reserving judgement on whether or not I find you ‘interesting’ until I actually meet you in person anyway so no need to rack your brain with a clever opener in my mind.
Definitely the move
Pickles and eggs, you a savage for that.
It’s all in how you approach it. I love trying different craft beers and will talk about them with other interested parties but I’m not going to pretend like I have some sort of refined pallete and I’m certainly never going to scoff if somebody passes me a cold domestic light beer.
Ordered a breakfast sandwich on Sunday with pulled pork, a fried egg, and pepper jack cheese. None of it made sense but damn if it wasn’t the pick me up I needed after a long Saturday night.
Best of luck!!
Being a psycho and spending the long weekend moving. Going to try and be 90% productive with the other 10% reserved for aggressive drinking and/or general hangover malaise.
I’ve got zero sympathy for Eric. His Saturday afternoon had more options on the table than my entire 2018 combined.
“I have no idea if I even like what I do, or if anyone likes what they do, or if we’re all just expected to hate our lives for 50 hours a week for the next 70 years.”
Yep, that’s pretty much the expectation….
There was a point in my life where I would buy a big ass bag of pizzeria pretzel combos before any drive over an hour. Not even sure why I stopped because those things are so damn good.
Closed on my first home this past Friday as well. First mortgage is due 1 June for me though. Only 359 more to go after that though!
Hundred percent plan on closing out a busy weekend by sitting my ass on the couch Sunday night and watching Field of Dreams before it’s departure.
Came here to say the same. How many Bumble bios fall by the wayside if they come out and ban references to Pam and Jim….and maybe tacos?
Only made it through about half the comments section and am already as bummed out as I’ve been all week.
Vacations are tight as hell and one hundred percent necessary from time to time but nothing makes me realize I hate my job more than a few days away from it. Almost makes them hard to enjoy.
Maybe it’s a government thing but everybody here comes in super early (between 6am-7am) so the lunch rush is always around 11am. Hell I think our cafeteria closes at 1pm. I’m a high noon boy myself just because it splits up my 8 to 5 schedule nicely enough.