My options for ordering take out dwindle as terrible customer service strikes again. I refuse to spend good money on bad experiences.
Watching this pandemic unfold is stressful. But I cannot look away.
I believe in words. I believe that words have meaning. Not just implied or assumed, but actual standardized definitions. Imagine
Women reclaim their voices with #MeToo, and men need to learn to respect the power of women.
Customer service is a dying art. And I’m in mourning.
Without social media I wouldn’t know where/how many people live. I wouldn’t envy their picture perfect vacations and creative home
I love words. I’m a fan of the English language. It has so many rules and then those rules are