I used to spend long hours working on my "rubbing-up-against-strangers-in-public" technique...
...until I got my *new* pair of glasses and re-read that motivational poster on the break-room wall.
So, my bad... it turns out it does *not* say : "Practice Makes Pervert"
Her: I’m leaving. I’m sick of your constant mansplaining. I’m surprised you didn’t see the writing on the wall.
Me: It’s called graffiti, Karen.
My graffiti-artist girlfriend just left me
I should have really seen the writing on the wall.
Everyone's so surprised about Facebook stealing their data. But not me...
...I saw the writing on the wall.
Back when I was in high school, I worked at a grocery store as a stockboy.
One of the "long time fixtures" there was a homeless guy who would sit outside and ask for change. He was there every day, from opening of the store until closing, without fail.
Several months after I started, the owner decided to go in a new direction with the store and wanted to increase wo...
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