Every time I read a complaint about having to do the dishes or working a dumb job, I like to imagine the complainer making their case to the kids who work 16 hour days to make their clothes.
Every time I read a complaint about having to do the dishes or working a dumb job, I like to imagine the complainer making their case to the kids who work 16 hour days to make their clothes.
It’s adorable that you think nonsensical complaints in the depths of the comment section of a day old post are winning hearts and minds.