I’ve never been good at fantasy football, but when your boss calls a department meeting at 3 am just to tell you to make a team for their boss’s league… you start your research
To my lovely next door neighbors who drunkenly screamed and collapsed into the wall at 3:42 am followed by “shhh, people are sleeping!” No I’m not. This is the middle of my day. Night shifters are built different. Let’s be friends
My gym crush finally approached me today. I see her every morning and we’ve never once spoken. Waved for my attention so I took my headphones out. I thought this was the moment. “Excuse me, but I think you’re bleeding.” My whole right hand and dumbbell are fucking red.
My dad who uses his phone a max of 2 times a week just made a brand new group chat out of nowhere strictly to flex on me and my sisters real quick. I aspire to be this man.
Can we talk about how our whole generation is traumatized by Fireball but my parents and their friends just discovered it and absolutely love the stuff
I’m definitely not a Lululemon advocate, nothing is worth that kinda price. But I swear by Jesus, Mary, and The Man Upstairs nothing more comfortable has ever touched my skin than these shorts from the clearance rack
It is 10:55pm at LA Fitness and the person on the rack next to me is drinking an XL iced vanilla latte from Dunkin between sets. I embrace this kind of behavior, but I feel the need to ask if they’re okay