I think it’s so funny when people say “I turn into a pumpkin,” when they want to go home early at night, because according to Cinderella cannon that would make them the carriage.
I once had a client (I worked at a PR firm at the time) start flossing in the middle of an in-person meeting, mid-interview. I will treasure the look of frozen shock on my boss's face for the rest of my life.
The front of every women’s toiletry product: “Made with honey <3 almond <3 and fresh roses <3”
The back: “Ingredients: Glycerin, petroleum, yellow 5763, lead…”
Cute how we call a business a “company” as if we’re just having people over for dinner and using the nice plates and not serving a blood-sucking capitalist agenda.
I love how when Brits tell you you’re supposed to do something they say “meant to” as if there were an ancient prophesy that you would someday rinse your jars before putting them in the recycling.