I drive a moderately equipped car (Bluetooth, gps, touch screen, digital energy monitoring, keyless entry, push to start) and 200K miles later, the first thing to go out is my horn
My coworker had the literal audacity to walk up not knowing the situation to tell me the way i was talking to him was was unprofessional. Nah fuck professionalism, don’t touch me.
Part 1: Today at work this guy kept touching me (messing w/my name tag on my chest, touching my pants, putting his hand on my shoulder)& after swatting his hand away 3 times&telling him not to touch me, I lost my cool and raised my voice
I’m dating someone whose second language is English. He doesn’t understand the phases “gotcha” and “I feel called out” and I never realized those make up 50% of my sentences
Every time I drink I look at Virginia and cry. I can’t tell if it’s because I love her so much, I’m so thankful, she’s so damn cute, or what but my heart just melts