Yesterday I wrote an email to a customer named Trish where I apologized profusely, took ownership of our mistakes, and explained we would do anything to correct the situation. I averted disaster two seconds before I sent it when I saw my typo in the first two words, “Dear Trash,”
Ate at some place called Spaghetteria and let’s just say it gave me diaghetti.
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Standing up in the bath real quick: free
*continues eating while receiving the Heimlich*
When someone says they have a surprise I quickly tell myself it’s probably not cake. I’m tired of the let down.
Biden: I’m gonna punch him.
Obama: Smile and wave, Joe.
I like to keep my husband on his toes by texting, “How could you do this to me?” at least 2 times per day.
97% of scientists believe climate change is man-made and causes rising sea levels of oceans. The other 3% believe Frank Ocean is an ocean.
Confuse people by affixing “but not necessarily at this juncture” to the end of each sentence.
*Making friends at the playground*
My 6yo: How old are you?
Other kid: I’m 13. What about you?
6yo: Oh I’m almost 13 – I’m 6.
My 4yo: *casually* I’m 15.
MOM: I don’t care how old you are, you’ll always be my baby
ME [being passed around by her friends to hold] ok but this is weird, I need to get to work