No, neither.
The only thing that makes creating an Instagram tempting is the fact that every single tattoo artist in the area seemingly uses Instagram exclusively to post their work, and you can only scroll through so many posts without an account. Makes it very frustrating to research potential artists.
My house. Bought it in 2019 right before the market went completely wacky. More of a lucky timing situation, but I’m extremely thankful to not be renting anymore.
A really high quality mattress. You’re supposed to spend about a third of your life sleeping, and the quality of that sleep has a huge impact on your physical and mental health.
A really good set of kitchen knives. I hate having to cook at other people’s places because of it, so many people have cheap, dull knives that do not do the trick. At my in-laws house I basically have to hammer tomatoes in half with their knives. FYI, you’re more likely to cut yourself with a dull knife rather than a sharp one.
Quit.
The Office is a goofy workplace comedy when viewed through the lens of an audience member, but Michael Scott is an objectively terrible boss and a shitty person.
He’s constantly making comments that are racist, sexist, or otherwise ignorant and unacceptable in the workplace.
He can’t keep any information confidential, as seen when he outs Oscar for being gay.
He refuses to let anyone be “above him” such as when he ruins Phyllis’ wedding because her father made a great toast, or when he gets kicked out of the boat party for refusing to let the captain do his job.
“Oh but he cares so much about his employees! 🥺” No he doesn’t. That’s why he insists on making his employees tend to his slightly burnt foot instead of dealing with Dwight’s concussion. Oh, and let’s not forget the time he sabotaged Jim’s promotion by straight up slandering him to David Wallace.
I would rather be unemployed than working for such an insufferable man child like Michael Scott. The Office might be fun to watch, but it would be hell to live through it every weekday from 8-5.