Let’s talk CBG gummies, folks. Because if you haven’t heard, they are the latest bus on the wellness bandwagon, ready to cart you off to high-functioning, anxiety-free utopia. Yes, ladies, and gents, we’re deep diving into the realm of…
Day after day, we walk into work without realizing the absurd little circus acts happening right under our noses. Last week, during my rounds, I stumbled onto a scene so ridiculous it could’ve been scripted by a bad sitcom…
Yesterday, I’m minding my own business when bam — HR hits me up with a curveball.They want to chat about one of our “dedicated” employees. Seems this guy clocked out at 9:30 PM. Only problem? His shift ends at…
Alright, folks — today’s spicy entrée on the menu of national absurdity is none other than Kilmar Abrego Garcia, the man who, depending on who you ask, is either a misunderstood deportee or just one more name in a…
Let me begin by sounding absolutely thunderstruck and ridiculously sarcastic. So, here it comes; Hold on to your horses, people, because apparently, this little birdie told me some mind-blowing news today about the idea of removing illegal immigrants from…
So, here we go again – intellectual titans clashing in the courtroom, a dance as old as time itself. Well, not really, but it sure has been a while since we had a juicy Ivy League battle to sink…
You ever head to the grocery store expecting nothing more than overpriced grapes and a self-checkout machine that judges you silently? Yeah, same. But life, in its infinite wisdom, decided I needed a little razzle-dazzle during my canned bean…
Ah, the sacred ritual of ordering fast-food—a process designed for simplicity, but occasionally serves up a slice of life’s absurdities. Some shit you simply can’t invent, like my recent rendezvous at Dunkin’. I’m at the drive-thru, you know, doing…
Oh Look, America’s Brand New Charity Case: Let’s Hear It for the Venezuelans! Do you ever wake up in the morning and think, “You know what America needs right now? A bunch of non‑deportable Venezuelans.” No? Me neither, but…
The Grocery Store Self-Checkout Shakedown: Or, How I Learned to Embrace the Madness Greetings, fellow corporate slaves, it’s your favorite self-appointed grocery checkout clerk here. Well, not really, but given the number of times I’ve found myself engaged in…