I worked retail last year for a little extra money at Christmas and this one woman came in one day and wanted to try on a shirt, but what we had out wasn’t her size, but the one on the mannequin was. So she made us take off the one on the mannequin, which required us to take it apart so she could try it on. She didn’t even buy the shirt.
I actually do the opposite where I try to convince myself that everything is fine and totally normal and will go away on its own, only to finally cave in and go to the doctor to find out that everything is not fine.
Worst one I’ve seen was a girl posted a picture for her sister’s birthday and in the photo, it was her showing off her new engagement ring and her sister admiring it.
I have a passionate hatred of those stupid Dyson Airblade whatevers. They had them in the community bathroom in my dorm freshman and they were so loud you could hear them down the hall. Lucky me, my room was right across from the bathroom so I got to hear them all day everyday and I have refused to use them ever since.
These make me feel a lot better about my shitshow of a Saturday night. Only reason I didn’t submit was because I didn’t want to relive the shame by typing it out.
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It’s my birthday tomorrow as well! Get super drunk for the both of us since I won’t be able to.
I worked retail last year for a little extra money at Christmas and this one woman came in one day and wanted to try on a shirt, but what we had out wasn’t her size, but the one on the mannequin was. So she made us take off the one on the mannequin, which required us to take it apart so she could try it on. She didn’t even buy the shirt.
Took a guy I was seeing on a date to Disney World because I worked there, and he puked in the parking lot.
Shoot me a DM when you’re in town!
I am!
It’s my best friend from high school’s bachelorette party this weekend, so I’m planning to be drunk all weekend.
I actually do the opposite where I try to convince myself that everything is fine and totally normal and will go away on its own, only to finally cave in and go to the doctor to find out that everything is not fine.
It’s all fun and games until you start dating a guy whose native language is French and you realize you’re not pronouncing the words correctly.
I went to a Costa when I was in England a while back and it was the most disgusting coffee I’ve ever had, so this is not a shock.
Worst one I’ve seen was a girl posted a picture for her sister’s birthday and in the photo, it was her showing off her new engagement ring and her sister admiring it.
I’ll be right there with you on that one. I’ll be locking myself up in my house and only leaving when absolutely necessary.
I was conveniently eating a banana while I read this.
I have a passionate hatred of those stupid Dyson Airblade whatevers. They had them in the community bathroom in my dorm freshman and they were so loud you could hear them down the hall. Lucky me, my room was right across from the bathroom so I got to hear them all day everyday and I have refused to use them ever since.
These make me feel a lot better about my shitshow of a Saturday night. Only reason I didn’t submit was because I didn’t want to relive the shame by typing it out.
I get ads about joining Phi Delta Theta. I’m a girl and not even in college anymore.
I was reading this article and thinking that I would just hide out at Costco if a zombie apocalypse ever happened.
Not all heroes wear capes.
Ok, Dan.
Or a divorce lawyer.
Final Four is in Phoenix. Got stuck in the traffic of everyone going to the Final Four game though.