Though our lives may seem inherently different from one another, there are some human experiences that are flat out universal.
Things like age and race and gender and sexuality don’t matter here folks—ALL of these things have happened to you at one point or another.
HOLEy Cow!
Slushies are a wonderful summer drink.
Until they turn into a vessel for your unadulterated rage that is.
Duct Duct Goose
I took the time and effort and emotional strength to rip off a piece of tape for an extremely important endeavor and this is what I’ve been given???
There’s No Way This Came First
We’ve all been a little too hands on with our hard-boiled eggs.
Repeat after me: They’re not stress b***s!
Check Your Products ACORDingly
We’ve all been plagued by the scourge of the dreaded charger cord bite. It strikes when you least expect it, and always when you don’t have another charger laying around.
7 Rings
Why are key rings built like this? The keys get stuck every single darn time .
We should start a Go Fund Me to solve this issue.
Baby Driver
Have you ever encountered a reasonable or manageable amount of light reflecting off your rear view mirror? Of course not. It has to be absolutely blinding . Those are the rules.
THAT Shirt
RIP every t-shirt I’ve ever worn while trying to wash the dishes.
An honorable mention goes to my shirt sleeves, my jeans, and the soap-covered counter top.
The Robots Know
How could you forget Uncle PAULL with two L’s? If the internet remembers, why don’t you.
Unless the robots, DUN DUN DUNNN, wiped your memory.
INTRO TO BLACK MIRROR
Bread & Butta
Real talk: When are we going to start manufacturing lab bread that has the strength of will and physical capability to withstand a good buttering? Asking for a friend.
Bad Parking Job
You know that one plug? The one that’s just slightly too big to allow anything to be plugged in beside it? Yeah, that j**k.
Peter Paper Picked A Pair Of Pickled Paper Pieces
Looking at the photo is causing my frustration to bubble up inside me. I’m sure you can relate.
Bend And Snap
The Lift N’ Peel is that one horror movie victim who doesn’t just die a normal death, oh no— they’ve gotta take down everybody else with them.
Wrap God
Rolling chairs are out to get us. Change my mind.
Sweater Weather
Ah yes, the dreaded zipper bump. I hear that a witch in a cave at the top of a mountain deep beneath the earth on another planet in our neighbor universe has the antidote for that.
F For Effort
It’s times like these where you think to yourself, “is anyone even trying anymore? Why do I even bother ?”
A Massacre
Ever have a friend go “just borrow some of my toothpaste buddy” and then you open it up to find a legitimate blood bath like this? I’d almost rather the cavities.
Almost .
Vampire Style
This light ray is high key like those laser wires in the Barbie Spy PC game.
Not relatable enough? I’m trying my best here.
Throwing A Fit
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
There. I had to get that out of my system.
Ogres Have Layers
This is like one of those Russian dolls that keep appearing after you open each of them up. It’s a struggle to get to an ending that just isn’t that satisfying.
Footsies
Why do the people sitting behind me on the city bus always think that this is appropriate in any way .
NO THANK YOU.
Second Go Fund Me for bus seat foot guards?
So… Hungry…
There is no longer time on Earth than the time between when you order your food and when your order is called. It’s like entering an alternate dimension where every minute feels like an hour and the number on your receipt just doesn’t exist.
Leaving A House With Pets
Pets can be wonderful, loving companions who brighten up your life, but they also leave a million strands of fur on all of your clothes, your family’s clothes, your friend’s clothes, and anyone’s clothes who walks too close to your house.
The Chair
You know the chair. The chair you always say you won’t put your laundry on anymore. The chair that always, always ends up covered in laundry every week anyway. The chair.
Every. Single. Time.
Can’t they find a way to, like, glue the chocolate to the rest of the roll? Edible, chocolate glue? Please?
Swept Away
That last line of dirt is impossible to sweep up. It gets smaller, sure, but it’ll always be there.
Still… So… Hungry…
This is the worst, because then you have to get your fingers all yogurt-y to try to pull the last strand off the cup. Eugh. Why don’t we have this technology perfected yet?!
This Is My Life Now
When your seat belt folds over like this, it’s pretty much stuck like this forever. Or at least mine is, because I can not ever figure out how to fix it.
Now You’ve Made Two Mistakes
Looking at this picture is giving me the worst kind of high school flashbacks of making a mistake on a test and then panicking when I try to erase it and just leave this mess behind.
When You Forget Your Password
There’s nothing quite as frustrating as forgetting your password, trying to reset it, and then seeing this screen. I know we’re not supposed to use the same passwords for everything, but this is why that’s so appealing…
We Don’t Need Labels
When there’s a frustratingly hard to remove sticker or label on a product you’re trying to use, it can feel impossible. Like this watering can that won’t let any water come out because the label is covering the holes.
For Fork’s Sake
It’s heartbreaking when you drop your fork into your food. I swear it happens in slow motion too, but you’re stuck there helpless to do anything but prepare for sticky fingers in your future.
Get The Lead Out
Another cause of high school stress-flashbacks. Please just sharpen in a way I can write with — I only have fifteen minutes to finish this test! And then, of course, when you do go to write with it, it breaks.
Can’t Hear? Can’t See
I’m just trying to both watch and hear a video, but apparently that is just too much to ask for from a lot of web players.
Excuse Me…
This s***s for all parties — obviously the person with long legs can’t fit their legs into the middle seat, but now the person on the end has to deal with their space being encroached on.
Last Updated on November 19, 2020 by Sydney Brooman