My parents, in their wisdom, also deemed me worthy of (and old enough for) a mobile phone. But they did not deem me worthy of airtime.
I moved out of my father’s house years ago. And subsequently, I found out, rather harshly, that adulting is hard.
For the last few weeks, I have been waking up early every day and heading to my workplace. Not to work, because that defeats the purpose of being on strike.
“Hey, Donald Trump became a President. I can also do something equally as massive like… I don’t know… read a book, maybe?”
He’s an honest guy. One would say he’s too honest. Brutally so. It’s like he attended the University of Cutting Jibes, Faculty of “Chills for Who?”