TMW you discover your eldest daughters' father has even more kids. 7 so far, and another on the way by the sounds of it.
TMW you read an article about your uncle that says "He's basically a Pierce Brosnan look alike with magic hands."
TMW you are grateful to not to be addicted to your phone. This are kinda spooky. https://www.washingtonpost.com/nation/2019/06/20/horns-are-growing-young-peoples-skulls-phone-use-is-blame-research-suggests/?utm_term=.9ce6d87fcdf0
TMW you're pissed at everything and sick of everyone. Followed by TMW you lock yourself in your office and forbid everyone from bothering you under the pain of termination. Not a peep for 4 hours now.
That moment when you accidentally hit one of your open tabs when you were aiming for the back button, only for it to open to a research page for a job you committed to do 4 weeks ago then completely forgot about and is now due on Monday, and the stress hits you so hard the only thing you can do is procrastinate online while trying to figure out how you turned into such a worthless human being.
Better than hiring a security guard or two, and it would employ our vets that wind up in shit sitchs.
Great animated film, I think. I watch it at Christmas. Did everyone else read that in Tom Hanks' voice?
TMW you find yourself calling cadence under your breath. Hasn't happened in years, must be the weather or something.