Locked myself out of my building yesterday and just hung around outside until somebody came to the door and a nice boy in the parking lot said I didn’t see you standing here, if I did I would have let you in sooner then held two doors for me. The bar is still in hell.
Me wondering when all these nice men moved into my building because a man just held the door for me and told me to be careful walking to my car because of the rain. The bar is still in hell.
I loveeeeee being an independent woman but a cutie little Gen Z boy in my building just asked if I needed help taking my trash out and I almost melted on the spot. The bar is in hell.
Jesus: [breaks bread] this is my body
Jesus: [pours wine] this is my blood
Jesus: [strums the opening chords of Space Oddity] this is ground control to Major Tom
JESUS: so do you still celebrate the day I was crucified?
ME: oh yeah, it's a major holiday
JESUS: and what is it called? Sad Friday?
ME: ...
JESUS: tragic Friday?
ME: ...
JESUS: WHAT IS IT CALLED