That moment when you go to install a new toilet seat (after fooling around literally all night avoiding doing it) and you discover it's 1/2" aka 1.2 mm too long. And no, I can't put the old one back. The plastic hinges are busted. Spoiler: Mind the gap
... you decide you’re bored of the same, unimaginative crisp flavours but decide to check what’s on the shelves anyway and find these.
That looks nasty. Does the UK not have any good chip variety? My local Walmart literally has an entire aisle for chips.
Many funny thing going on with the wording here: US Chips = UK Crisps US French Fries = UK Chips So that's a flavor of crisps that happens to be fish and chips, with chips really being french fries, and the crisps really being chips.
Yeah, we have whole aisles dedicated to crisps, too, but it’s always the same flavours (or varieties thereof); generic ‘beef’ flavour, cheese and onion, salt and vinegar, prawn cocktail, chicken, ready salted... I’ve had a pack of these now and they taste rather like salt and vinegar. Not surprising, I suppose, as we tend to throw a lot of that (salt and vinegar) on our fish and chips.
Those aren’t exactly boring and unimaginative to me but I can see that you are a very jaded chip-muncher.
Although I am very much a fan of Worcestershire sauce crisps. Or tomato ketchup. I haven't eaten Walkers in years, or I'd be the size of a spacehopper, purely down to those two culprits.
This is SFW as far as imaging and profanity, but the word "porn" is repeated about eleventy-seven times so spoiler-wrapped: Spoiler: The internet is for pRon
TMW you find out the rumors are true, the kids you sub teach really have created a fan page for you on Instagram. {Swears loudly} How am I supposed to live up to that?
TMW you want to write about your experience with hearing disability and haven't the first clue what to discuss. xD
That moment when you come home from work to discover that the football club you support have sacked the manager and appointed a new one and you start wondering if the three remaining matches are going to be enough to turn things around.
I'm more concerned that the kids are saying things about me that are too nice. So what if I go in to teach one day and screw that all up?
Never mind me. I'm just practicing up for Imposter Syndrome for when I (never) get successful with my books.
somethings in the water/air...... i, too, feel the crushing weight of Imposter Syndrome.... has not gone away. and neither has my headaches over it....
And what if you get hit by a car on your way to class? Be a shame to have spent your last few moments worrying about kids on Instagram.