That Moment...

But laughing at them when they keel over with a hernia is perfectly legit.

 

That moment when a person does something because it makes them happy, but you know they're going to end up disappointed in the end (again). Oh well, what's that they say? #yolo #livefornow

 

TMW stereotypes prevail.

You're having lunch with a few co-workers, and three of us are women with plates full of greens while the fourth is a guy with his plate full of meat.

 

TMW something you posted a month ago gets a late-term like.

 

TMW you complete another orbit of the sun.

 

Happy birthday?

 

That moment you open your mouth about what you thought was a small deal and it blows up like a gremlin in a microwave.

 

Eh, I don't mind stereotypes sometimes. C'mon, I'm planning on spending tomorrow night drinking Sam Adams, eating popcorn and watching American football for Christ' sake. xD How much more American can you get?!

TMW...

You realize that tomorrow, on the day of your nation's birth-day, you plan to be the most stereotypical [insert nation] ever by drinking your country's beer eating your country's staple food while watching your country's national sport.

And you, quite simply, don't give your national animals' poo what others think.

 

Sam Adams is a yuppy beer, brah.

 

And I don't care!

EDIT: TMW you see two little squirrels playing chase on your front lawn and you wish you had a camera to capture that moment.

 

TMW you realize that a good chunk of the student body of your high school is pretty much mixed-race at this point just from the sheer amount of cultural blending that goes on in there.

 

That moment you realize your mouse has become absolutely disgusting and you need a new one.

 

That moment when you notice that Lewdog's signature borders on harassment, but you don't care because the avatar is "adorbs".

 

That moment you realize some people didn't realize your last avatar signature.

 

TMW...

you realize that there was a time when you once had a llama avatar before Lewdog had his.

 

That moment when the costumers stop coming so you figure you'll just spend your time singing loudly, all the while hoping no one comes in because that would be awkward.

 

I hope you don't soon have to post "TMW you realize that your singing is the reason customers have stopped coming."

 

TMW you realize your current project is either an unholy trainwreck of narrative intrusion and thin environmental description or one of the best things you've ever written.

 

Uh oh...

 

TMW you apparently lost ten pounds and two BMI points without realizing it.

 

No, that was 'costumers' and they may have stopped coming because the play had ended its run.

 

Same here. I tried the dishwasher thing once - total fail.

 

TMW...

You see a tabloid ad in your supermarket that suggests that Robin William was murdered.

FUCKING DISRESPECTFUL!!

Tabloids should be banned forever.

 

TMW you get called into work on your day off for the third Friday in a row ... all so you can make a whopping $15

 

That moment when your husband comes home to you after a long difficult day with the kids.