me: hey, we don’t throw fruits. fruit bruises, like people. we don’t bruise fruit, we don’t bruise people.
2 year old girl: we cut fruit, we cut people
me: … … no.
The self-checkout machine announces an unexpected item like you’ve tried to introduce a wild animal into the shop. It’s the bread. The bread you just scanned.
It's weird that when you put a tie on a dog, he looks like he's a silly little fellow and when you put a tie on a cat, he looks like he actually does have a job and is probably dissatisfied with it
Pumpkin Spice sounds cozy. But let's be honest: it's a fraudulent title for a flavor profile that tastes like a seasonal Bath & Body Works candle that fell into a vat of liquid cough syrup during a chemical spill. 😭
Please stop telling people you're 'all ears' unless you are currently arranged in a layout that defies human biology. I am trying to have a conversation, not a Picasso portrait.