TMW this exchange happens: Wife: Tom Brady and Gisele announced their divorce. Me: We've lasted longer than they have. Wife: That's because I'm not Gisele and you're not Tom Brady. Me: Haha... yeah. Wait... what's that supposed to mean? Wife: (silence)
I'll have to ask him next time I see him. Less likely now that he doesn't play up the road anymore. He should have stayed with the Pats! Life been going downhill ever since.
TMW the DJ plays the song you requested and everyone piles onto the dance floor because no one had expected it but it was exactly the song they needed
TMW one of your professors is on the client list for an agent you really want to query Now i can actually personalize a query letter!
TMW you're at work 4 hours "early" because they changed your schedule this morning with out telling you... But its ok because they are going to give you a half day tomorrow. Wooohoo... Working 8am-8pm today
I've worked my whole life to be able to make my own schedule, achieving success around the time I turned 40. It is truly Nirvana. Of course, I'm still working 10-12 hours 6 days a week, but I'm an idiot.
Back at my old gig there were some staff (not faculty) shakeups that resulted in our schedules going completely haywire. I got called in two weeks running on my afternoon shift day (12-9 basically) asking why I wasn't there at 9 am, then the following week on my day off asking where I was. I hopped, jumped, and skipped to cover the holes in the schedule that the staff had created until the uber-boss thanked me for my efforts and told me that I didn't have to do any random adjustments to my (contracted) schedule anymore, that the staff would get it sorted quicker if they had to apologize to students for cancelled lessons. Then two month later at my contract renewal the same uber-boss told me that I wasn't getting promoted because I had "failed to cooperate with scheduling staff." Fuck I was happy when that company went bankrupt.
Wow. Quite a bit of detail in that wiki article. Sounds like you weren't the only one they pissed off.
I was surprised to see how much gentler the article has become over the years. It used to just say "After the Bankruptcy." Not going to bother with an edit though, everybody has their hobby and Wikipedia isn't one of mine. There are eight words that I wrote in the article on Anpanman that have survived for more than a decade, I'll be content with that.
TMW you check into your air bnb and the address sounds familiar. And you walk upstairs to the apartment (in a large old house), entering through a side entrance that seems familiar and you realize it is the same house you had lived in, while in college nearly 5 decades ago and maybe the same apartment. Then you think you must be wrong about the apartment because your old place didn't have two bedrooms, but then the old friend who rented it after you reminds you that there had been two apartments on your level, so obviously at some point over the past half-century someone had combined the two apartments. So you are now sitting on a couch in the same place the old you had sat so many moons ago, using technology that was inconceivable back then (except in science fiction). And you realize the house has aged and changed, but you are still the same guy, albeit with much shorter hair.
TMW i forgot i didnt have a mask on and gave an (annoying) coworker the "what the fuck are you looking at" look. I hurt her feelings apparently....
It’s like ten hours later, but I just realized I didn’t get the customary I-voted sticker when I left the polling place this morning.
That moment when you know your protagonist's behaviour is entirely appropriate for his current situation, but you're considering adding another dream sequence so you can impale the little sh*t with something because dammit, you wanted him to be better than that.
Try working for yourself. I only get time off when I have to comply with federal regulations. It hinders my writing time, but gives time to think through scenes before sitting down to write.
That moment when you hear and feel the little rumble and your whole world goes on pause. Yep, it was an earthquake. Magnitude 3.1, somewhere in northern Osaka prefecture (in other words, here). No worries now.
That moment when you unintentionally make a jeffery dahmer pun after intentionally stopping yourself from making one you wanted to make Well.... At least Hells hotter than Michigan.....
Growing up in California, that is nothing. I sleep through anything below 4.0. The only one that bothered me was Northridge. 40 miles away and it was still tossing you around.
I thought Hell was in Michigan, somewhere near Ann Arbor. Punning is a gift. If one does not voice the puns one is given (rejects the gift), other unintentional puns will force their ways into one's mouth as punishment.
Your geography is off there. As a friend reminded me not that long ago, of something I said in a call from the middle east. "It's not hell, but we can see it from here."
