A while ago, I was having issues with a guy in my dms. Out of frustration, I whined out loud, "why are boys so stupid?". My manager looked at me and said "shit. What did I do now?" And I just... Without missing a beat, said "you're not a boy, you're a man. There's a difference"
Anyways, that boosted his ego a little and then he helped me with my problem. Yeah. That's my story.
Tiny dirty stray kitten hanging out at the bottom of our stairs since yesterday. There are a lot of self-reliant ferals around our apartment, but this little thing was dirty & covered in burrs. We gave it some chicken but couldn’t catch it. I think it may have wandered over from the outdoor cat hoarder colony down the street; that house is awful & we saw kittens there last week.
This morning the downstairs neighbor managed to grab it for us, and I put it on this cozy towel & started combing and picking the burrs & sticks out of its fur. It calmed down immediately and has been chilling here with me in the kitchen ever since. Got a vet appointment in an hour to get my little buddy cleaned up & checked out. I hope it isn’t too sick; I think it might have a cold.
I know there’s already a similar post floating around, but I had already planned on making my own, and I had very specific breed headcanons! Also, this one includes the most recent cats :3
Hey. Is there any reasonable explanation as to why I'm still working at a job that I hate and causes me to cry frequently, when it doesn't have any positive aspects of working there?