Dolores del BullshitJob. Or Lola Shitposta.
just a sad trans girl looking for laugh-out-louds
Dolores del BullshitJob. Or Lola Shitposta.
this is like one of those dreams where you’re looking for a bathroom but they’re all weird and you can’t seem to find a normal one
other people have that dream, right?
Finally, a place where us wet blankets can feel safe about our sexual orientation.
bottom of the evening
I won that award once
And if you’ve never watched Ancient Aliens, this is what it’s like.
Inside of you are two wolves, Hope and Despair. If you feed one, it will grow and overtake the other.
However, they both want treats outside of meal time. In this way, they are both delusional.
I don’t know bout y’all but my rarest pepe was forged in the physical world with a pencil and a sheet of paper. It was so rare and powerful that I had to split it into 7 pieces and scatter them across the land.
I’m not sure where the pieces are now exactly. Last I heard, there were two competing search teams hunting for them, one being a ragtag team of inexperienced heart-of-gold types and the other being some sort of evil empire.
I figured it’d be best not to get involved.
which one of those dominoes is my collection of rare pepes
I’ll confess: I don’t get it. I mean I still upvoted it but I don’t totally get it.
Tradition of building a building, right? …right?
I read this backwards maybe. I thought someone watched the video and then saw that post in the comments section from a fake Andrew Yang account. Like bro we don’t have to hash this one out in the Pornhub comments.
It’s a dual purpose meme
Savor these headlines now. We probably won’t see any more like them for a long time.
I’d say stage 4 is being the keystone attendee: if you don’t go, the whole thing falls apart. Even if you somehow manage to get out of the meeting, it has to get rescheduled because it “needs” your input. The meeting thus becomes inescapable.
Stage 5 is when everyone else realizes you’re in stage 4 and begins to cater to your availability and preferences. Obviously this is mostly theoretical.
Continuing with the analogy, even the honest attempts to fix Mondays are characterized as impractical, idle fantasies.
How about we don’t schedule critical meetings to start first thing Monday morning? Even if that’s the “only” time everyone can meet? And if it’s really the only time everyone has available, doesn’t that warrant questioning a bit?
Or what if we just start later on Mondays? And maybe we consider not offsetting it but working later on other days? 39-hour week? 36-hour week?
This thread surprises me. Excel is fine, but I’ve seen people do so many silly things with it that it makes me dread having to use it. It’s like they treat every cell as its own special little canvas… Oh, you wanna randomly change the date format from mm/dd/yyyy to dd-Mmm-yy mid-column? With Excel, anything is possible.
Maybe I just don’t work well with others.
Just make up some shit about how the wine changes the resonance frequency of the glass somehow, then brag about how knowledgeable you are until they go away.