The only thing that gives me hope for getting hired in any high-demand position is how few people know how to send their resume in an openable pdf format

I’m not saying god is real I’m saying that the same mouth that lets us taste yummy foods being the fastest healing organ (in case we are too excited and burn ourselves with hot yummy foods) implies that someone was looking out

Someone asked if I was dressed as The Night Sky which is so much more poetic than my real costume, “vaguely a witch”

I know they say everyone’s journey in this industry is different and unpredictable but I’m just telling you now mine’s gonna be weird

The wga negotiating committee did everything except get me a new laptop (but I have a feeling they tried)

But what if you died and god was like “super weird, I gave you everything you needed to be the best [thing you’ve always had a minor curiosity about/never explored] but you just never got around to it I guess? Anyway…”

Not the AMPTP on our doorstep trying to Love Actually us??

I believe in coworkers being like family ONLY in the sense of saying “night night love you” to each other at the end of the work day

Would time travel to the 50s/60s so fast if I could bring my roomba and my rights

His job is beach

Every AMC Stubs A-list member trying to reason with the barbenheimer crowds rn