Life absolutely gets complicated, and sometimes you can feel completely alone when you're the one dealing with stuff.
I can't say that I know exactly what you're going through, but if you can get any kind of feeling of comfort or solidarity from seeing that other people are dealing with stuff, too, then hopefully this article will help.
Except in this case, at least the person wasn't naked. Or wasn't heading into an exam that they hadn't studied for. Those are my big two scholastic nightmares.
When I'm picturing this scenario, this person has also spilled some of the taco onto their phone and that's just adding sadness to injury. Now there's a phrase! I'm totally going to use Adding Sadness to Injury as the title of my autobiography.
If I had to bet, I'd guess that this kid wasn't going to pursue a career in education, but I've been wrong before.
But hey, you invited the dog to be a part of things because it's part of the family. You get what you get.
Other times it's just some jerk in a truck. Honestly, most of the time, it's just some jerk in a truck. My brother's a big truck guy, so I'm clearly still working through some stuff.
If you think it's tempting to make a mess in a store, imagine what it's like setting up a display knowing some 8-year-old is going to tear it down in, like, five minutes.
I mean, it's probably pretty weird for me to reach out the mechanic and see if they're okay, but I'd still rather take that chance.
Somehow, I'm doubting that this guy's request is at the top of FEMA's priorities, but that doesn't mean it's not important to him.
Also, this doesn't seem like the most important detail, but is that an Ewok getting onto that bus? What is happening here?
Sometimes all you need is someone to get you through the night after you rage a little too hard.
But hey, sometimes you also learn how to thrive in the shadows. That's real Little Brother Energy right there.
Except, in my case, it's lying to myself and saying that I just want a small bite when I know I'm going to eat the whole cake/bag of chips/whatever.
I think this fly is literally trying to go through something.
My workstation is basically littered with post-it notes reminding me how to be an adult. So I get this mood.
I dunno if they ran out of garland and had to straighten it out or what, but this is definitely not giving the mood I think they're going for.
My coworker just told me that she once spent three hours in the parking lot trying to find her car before she realized that she was in the wrong parking lot. So...at least you're not her.
