π 12 Brutally Honest Thoughts We All Pretend Not to Have (But Secretly Do While Avoiding Eye Contact with Reality)
Here comes a painfully relatable, wildly exaggerated list of thoughts we definitely donβt have. Nope. Never. Not us. π
βIf I leave this Zoom call with my camera off, will anyone notice Iβve already crawled under the desk and become one with the void?β π»π«
Digital meetings: where our souls go to nap with their eyes open.βThat person just said something incredibly wrong, but correcting them would take effort, so instead I will simply perish quietly inside.β πΆβπ«οΈπ₯
RIP, logic. We hardly debated ye.βEvery time someone says βcircle back,β a tiny part of me wants to scream into a drawer of uncooked spaghetti.β ππ’
Corporate speak = emotional Jenga.βIβd rather eat a shoe than attend this optional-but-actually-mandatory social gathering.β π₯Ώπ½οΈ
Especially if it includes βteam-building trust exercisesβ and lukewarm hummus.βMy brain just whispered βwhat if you just screamedβ during this very normal moment.β π¬π’π»
Like during a wedding toast. Or while holding a cantaloupe. Who knows?βIβve absolutely judged someoneβs shopping cart while pretending to be deeply invested in the produce misting system.β ππ₯¦
Yes, Greg, you do have twelve packs of string cheese and a copy of Chicken Soup for the Middle Managerβs Soul. And I am silently narrating your life.βSometimes I pretend to look for something on my phone just to avoid being perceived.β π±π€
βSorry, I canβt make eye contact right nowβIβm busy Googling if squirrels have accents.ββI donβt know what Iβm doing, but I do it with great facial expressions and mild jazz hands.β π€·ββοΈππ·
Confidence: 10/10. Competence: ...eh, vibes.βIβm convinced my houseplants are judging me, and honestly, theyβre not wrong.β πͺ΄π
That succulent saw everything. Especially The Snack Incident of 2am.βIf I see one more inspirational quote in a whimsical font, I will launch myself into a swamp and live as a motivational frog.β πΈπΏβ¨
βLeap into your truth!β β Me, after hating everything and loving nothing until coffee #3.βDo I want a meaningful connection or just someone to tell me Iβm right about soup?β π²β€οΈ
Preferably both. With breadsticks. And emotional stability.βSometimes I pretend to have deep thoughts while staring out a window, but actually Iβm just ranking sandwiches from memory.β πͺπ₯ͺπ
Turkey club: 9.7. Tuna melt: morally complicated.
We all have these thoughts tucked between our receipts and self-doubt, and you know what? Thatβs beautiful. ππ
Now go forth, glorious goblin of self-awareness, and embrace your secret snarky monologue. Maybe even give it a name. Mineβs Bartholomew the Inner Sass Moth. π¦π¬