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This might be my favorite post hahaha
I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD YO BECAUSE DON’T THEY KNOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE THERE???
business email glossary
Chatthanks in advance: get this done by the time i press “send”
thanks for your interest: why’d you have to bring this up
would you be so kind: fucking do it
best: i have never physically met you
all best: this conversation is over
all my best: i wish you would die
happy to help: this is the easiest thing in my inbox
i hope this helps: i’ve done all i’m willing to do
i did a bit of research: i googled it, because you’re too lazy to
sorry to chase: answer my email
so sorry to chase: answer my FUCKING email
i am really sorry for being a pest but: i am LIVID that you are ignoring me
please contact my colleague: this isn’t my problem
i’m copying in my colleague: this isn’t my problem and i am thrilled about it
i’ll check and get back to you: i might forget to
i’ll let you know when i hear anything: i will forget to
can you check back with me in a week?: i’m hoping you will forget to
per our earlier conversation: i just yelled at you on the phone
great to chat just now: you just yelled at me on the phone
thanks!: i’m not mad at you
thanks!!: please don’t be mad at me
thanks!!!: i’m crying at my desk
please advise: this might be your fault
kindly advise: this is entirely your fault
mind if i swing by?: i’m already in the elevator
can you confirm for me: you told me before and i deleted the email
sorry if that was unclear: i think you’re an idiot
let me know if you need anything else: please never contact me again
instead of having periods girls should just lay eggs with little prizes inside
i really love our generation’s joke trend of like, very calm but incredibly inflated hyperbole. like nobody says “oh she’s pretty” anymore we say “i would willingly let her murder me” and everyone is just like “lol same”
i think “same” is also great and “me,” i love when somebody reblogs a picture of like, a lizard, and just says “me” and we all know exactly what they mean. the current online Humor Discourse is remarkable because we trade exclusively in metaphors and implications and nobody ever, ever says anything outright and yet EVERYBODY understands each other perfectly
the problem is you can say it online and everyone relates, but then you get into the habit of saying it out loud and no one knows what the hell you are talking about, like online you could say “same” about the lizard online but in real life if a pencil fell and you said “me” people just stare at you
I hate this fucking piece of shit website I had a fucking dream that I found a baby snail in my flowers and the first thing I wanted to do was take a fucking selfie with it and title it “snemes” eat my entire ass you meme loving fucks
someones a little snangry (snail angry)
SNEAT MY ENTIRE ASS
to put a long story short, I was trying to kill time and I’m walking thru times sq (gross) and I walked by the church of Scientology and they were giving free personality tests so I’m like ‘this is going 2 b so funny’ and I go in, and everyone looks at me and they’re all like following me w their eyes like it was SCARY. and they sit me down (there’s triangles everywhere it looked like some illuminati hq) and I’m taking this test that’s like 200 q’s that are asking the same 6 questions with weird wording and I hear the lady on the phone behind me ‘hi this is Beth from the church, you haven’t called back… I’m worried, it’s crucial to ur growth that you contact us, you need to call us I can’t emphasize it enough, you will not recover if you don’t call us, we need you to call immediately. thank you xoxo Scientology’ and I’m like damn she’s mad thirsty…. anyways . I finish and this other woman takes me upstairs and leads me into this 4×3 ft room and there’s 8 chairs and a projector and I sit down and it’s DARK and she’s like ‘do u know dianetics 🙃’ and I’m like kinesthetics? like excercise? … anyway so I’m sitting in this HOT ASS little room and I’m like… it’s so dark.. and so hot… they’re pumping some sort of gas in here to brainwash me I feel woozy… the walls are closing in… jk, but this video has the production value of a middle school sex Ed movie with acting skills that would make degrassi look Oscar worthy. I’m in there alone for like 20 minutes and I’m CRYING from laughing like I felt crazy . also there was no knob on the inside ski was ready for the chair to strap down my wrists or for a trap door to open and me to fall thru. finally she opens the door and she’s like time 2 evaluate 🙃… I’m ready to kartwheel over her and jump out the window to escape bc it was TOO MUCH. too much . I’m like ‘I have work in 20 minutes I need to go’ and it’s like everyone in the building heard me bc they all cocked their heads and looked at me. I was ready to fight EVERYBODY, me vs. the church. so she takkes me down stairs and this lady starts showing me this chart and she’s like ‘hmm interesting…’ and we get to talking and she’s like ‘I like you I’m not supposed to say that tho’ and I was like ok……… and she’s telling me how my depression and nervousness levels are so low they’re off the chart.. and she’s like ‘let me read ur trait descriptions’ and she starts going OFF . she’s like ‘ur untrustworthy, unreliable, extremely unstable, ur ugly, ur timbs are dusty…’ I’m jk about the last two but she’s like RIPPING THE HAIR OUT MY HEAD, I was so ready to cal my mom and be like ‘I need to you come fight this woman.’ so I’m sitting there acting mad intrigued like hmmm… I didn’t know I was such a garbage bag of a human thank u for telling me! and she’s basically like ‘if u don’t take these 3 $100 classes and buy this $25 book you’re not going to get better and if you don’t get better you’ll die’ and I’m like LISTEN. I need to leave and she’s like you didn’t give a last name or phone number’ and I had my phone in my hand with 911 already dialed so I couldn’t lie and say I didn’t have one.. I was like ‘I don’t …. like phone calls’ and I went to like run out and everyone’s FOLOOWING ME with their eyes I was rEADY TO FIGHt like una Thurman and the crazy 88’s WITHOUT the hanzo sword. I’m like one mile per hour away from RUNNING and someone’s like ‘wait when are you coming back’ *picture a pair of timbs a cloud of dust left in the church lobby and me running and screaming @ the top of my lungs thru times sq* I escaped and that’s why I’m not fucking w no scientologists and I will deadass fight tom cruise whenever he would like.
Or maybe we should’ve put a slave in Straight Outta Compton,” he said. “I think that’s where we messed up. That’s where we messed up. Just one random slave for the Academy members to recognize us as a real, black movie.
Ice Cube on the Angie Martinez Show

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Damn. But he ain’t lying.
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