Never felt more like a Pittsburgh guy until today. Worked my 8 hours, which included driving a hauler while listening to Mark Madden. Complained about everyones driving whole time. Came home to watch Steeler news and drink an IC Light.
*Talking about animal attacks*
Coworker: “If you don’t want to get attacked by sharks, don’t go in the ocean. Sharks don’t go on land”
Me: “What you gonna do when these guys show up?”
You know what would be fucking cool?
If commercials/shows/movies stopped saying ���Hey Google…”
That way my eardrums would stop exploding due to my Google Home yelling “SORRY. I DON’T UNDERSTAND” at extraordinary volumes