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After graduating I printed t-shirts in an un-airconditioned warehouse before landing a job with an actual company in the mail room.

There I learned about a new Type of Guy: the incel middle manager who makes your life miserable because you’re friends with the girl on your team, but he’s not.

More powerful than nuclear, even.

A sobering reminder of the ambitious college journalist-to-rudderless content creator pipeline.

I saw that! Out-scooped by college kids, no less.

Bloomberg headline: “Badly Bruised Universities are Rushing to Cut Deals with Trump”

Today in everything’s normal: our totally normal president is continuing a vendetta against all of higher education - and everyone’s just going along with it - because, again, this is all completely normal.

Also what the fuck is this “takeover by too many young activists” he refers to?

Absolute peak ‘peaked in high school’ post.

Three months of infighting about *how* they should go about impeachment.

Hard to believe their plan to sit quietly and do nothing while millions of their constituents suffer is backfiring.

A Gravel, a promotional small rock from the movie Extra Ordinary.

Mine’s certainly influenced.

So, ICE is allowed to have a *little* cruelty? As a treat?

Riley, a black and white dog laying on top of a couch. Like how snoopy would.

We can’t walk past a certain house in our neighborhood because they have a picture of a basset hound on their jeep’s back tire cover and it scares Riley.

That brief moment where she realizes that she has to choose between her attempted pronunciation and her unearned air of smugness.

An old coworker posted a happy birthday picture of his boss and I’m awestruck by the pure loser behavior.

Not, like, a picture of them together. Just a pic of him he found online.

Loser shit.

At the very end of No Country for Old Men everyone in the audience sort of collectively gasped.

The eastern half of Nebraska would be far better off.

Show them all six episodes of Police Squad first.

Recently a much younger coworker popped into my office to ask if I'd every seen 'this REALLY old horror movie...' and for a brief, fleeting moment I thought she might be talking about something in black and white.

Nope. It was 1982's The Thing.

They both have aversions to taking responsibility, though.

It's likely this isn't even something he believes. He's just out there workshopping various talking points, moving the transpobia dial and looking back at Dem consultants for approval.

Dwight from The Office saying "Ah, humor. I have it too," while wearing an orange shirt.

Critic firing up their laptops to review the new Naked Gun movie.

Unless your interests are the nation’s first mass shooting or places Stevie Ray Vaughan played in the 80s.

The cost of living’s nearly identical, but you get no public services. At all. What’s not to like?

I worked in a tourist-heavy part of Austin for about 10 years and everyone always wanted to be dazzled by its history and there just really isn't that much of it.

We ran into it a couple times when we’d be renovating or whatnot. It’s very “How much rent have you lost? $1200? $1500? $1850? You tell us, man, we’re here to help. $2000?”

Some mainstream outlet pub’d one of those “Here’s What Trump’s Tariffs Mean” articles the other day and the first bullet point was “Some Confusion Still Remains”

No shit!

A property owner can also just not rent their place, often by asking too much, and they get a lot of that revenue back by claiming a loss on their taxes.

“For the first time in my life, things didn’t go the way I wanted. This is clearly a massive, systemic problem, and definitely not something I did.”