-Is it just me…or do you get in your car and route your map out in your head, visualizing which way you need to turn and which roads you are going to take? I am a girl with a plan, yo.
-Is it just me….or when you’re shopping and see 30% off and can instantly calculate said discount in your head. Anyone who ever goes shopping with me is constantly bringing me things and saying, “So this is $35.99 and is 30% off, what is it going to be for me?” Am I the only one who learned fractions and percentages in school? Or do you think this stems from a shopping problem?
-Is it just me…or does the manager and eight cashiers at Target know you by first name because you are in there too much. And you actually know things about the managers daily life because of chit chat at the register.
-Is it just me….or do you not understand how all of these fashion bloggers afford their extensive, expensive wardrobes.
-Is it just me….or do you only shop the sales racks at Anthropologie too. I mean, who can afford that shit full price? Not me. Not me at all folks.
-Is it just me….or do you start thinking about lunch around 9:00 am.
-Is it just me…or do you talk to your animals like people when no one is around.
-Is it just me…or do you hate when people half ass stuff until you come along and do it better and then they try to copy you?
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Oh, I talk to my animals like people all day every day. It doesn’t help that I work from home, so I’m home alone with them ALL the time. Hah. And I’m always thinking about lunch at 9 AM. 🙂
i talk to charlie bc i swear he understands me! i am horrible at math. horrible. i use an app to figure out tips and sales. ugh.
I don’t understand how fashion bloggers can afford their wardrobe!! So expensive. I totally talk to Seamus all the time. I am all for a 4 day work week.
Oh, but it’s “original” Nadine!!! UGH!!! Umm, I think you’re not normal if you don’t talk to your dogs — I mean, they understand English. I also CAN’T STAND LAUNDRY.
I talk to animals like people all the time – whether I’m alone or not!
It’s 8:50am – I’ve been thinking about lunch since I ate breakfast.
How do they afford all those high fashion clothes? BOGGLES THE MIND.
I kick ice under the fridge too!!!
(Oh, and the cashiers at the grocery store know me by name – and we chit chat while they check me out – I think I’m overly friendly or just lonely for human interaction HAHA)
And my husband and I can exchange a look – and have a whole conversation – and it’s especially clear when we are making fun of the same person with an eyebrow raise!
Ha your ecards are always on point and so accurate!
I always map my route in my head, always.
Also I think about lunch soon after breakfast is over, maybe I should eat a bigger breakfast.
I do the math on sale items, too! And one of the cashiers at Target knows I’m a Beachbody coach and asks about it occasionally…she’s almost ready to join me, I know it.
I can’t do the % math. I’m always grateful for Kohl’s little signs that tell me. I’m a math retard, but ask me about words!
I am ALWAYS thinking about my next meal. I won’t even pretend like I’m not. I have that shit all planned out the day prior because I am on a schedule. If my eating time is too late, I’ll end up with a gnarly migraine and ain’t nobody got time for that.
I talk to my dogs when people are listening. I have no shame. I love them more than most people.
I’ve never understood the fashion blogger thing. I wish I could, but I’m not that coordinated.
And all those ecards were on point. Today you win the interwebz.
I fucking hate when people copy in general without attribution. Step off.
I need my calculator for all math, percentages included. Although if I’m interested in buying it, any percentage off will pretty much sell me even more.
I start thinking about lunch as soon as breakfast is over. I’m like a Hobbit- “Second breakfast? Elevenses?”
Oh yes, in Anthro I look at all of the pretty full priced things that I have no intention of buying and then go straight to the sales racks where it *might* be in the realm of my budget.
And I totally talk to my dogs like they’re people. They get me! 😉
My husband and I can totally look at each other and know when the other is making fun of someone in their head.
I can do fractions and percentages with most numbers but if something is 35% off and costs $42 then I get mad!
pretty much all of these. i pretty much go to the sale / clearance rack everywhere, even target. i like a sale! my friends always ask me ‘if this is 30% off how much is that?’ and i’m like oh my gawd it’s $10 so $3 like OBV. also fashion bloggers must be millionaires or get all their stuff for free.
It’s 11:52 here and I already finished eating my lunch because I couldn’t wait til an appropriate time. So yeah, I hear ya. Also if you find that high-paying-yoga-pants-and-hoodie job, let me know if they’re hiring?
I love everything you just wrote. I totally agree with the cursing picture. Sometimes big meanie just is not enough.
I think about food all day every day LOL!! The Grown-up e-card is the truth LOL!
I am always thinking about lunch. Always.
It’s not just you… I totally do all of those things too. Except calculating the percent off items, math never was my strong point. haha
I’m glad there’s someone else who admits to being good at math! I mean, 30% is just 3 x 10%. C’mon, people! Actually, I get annoyed because my friends at some point decided I was the only one who could do math, so if we go out to eat, and I have a few drinks and have trouble calculating things, I get a lot of shit. “You’re supposed to be good at this.” I know they can do it, but they act like it’s some scary thing and they can’t even contemplate it.
Sorry for the math rant. I don’t even go into Anthropologie anymore. I just stare longingly through the window.
It’s definitely not just you because I do all of those. Especially the talking to animals. I’m pretty sure they’re the only ones that get me.
I def talk to my dog – even if people are there. But I guess it is a little different when people are there. I cannot afford all the crap I see bloggers posting, nor can I afford all the crap in the stores. Yes, in fact, I go straight to the sales rack while eyeing a few things along the way.
As for the math, that shit ain’t easy and I cannot easily calculate 30% in my head. My bf can and he’s like “it’s not that hard”. I have to think about it for a second, starting with what 10% would be. LOL
I often wonder about how fashion bloggers afford the stuff they wear. I never paid attention in math in school. At all. I actually picked my major in college based on how much (read: how little) math I had to take. And I arranged the ONE math class I had to take with my husband who tutored me through the entire course which is the only way I passed. When we go shopping, I’m constantly asking how much a discount would be
Anthro? Yup I walk straight to the back….who can afford a $128 top not this one over here. They have to get stuff for free right? Can someone really own that many Chanel bags and Louboutins????
i LOVE anthro…but dammit, why so expensive??? i just love going into that store and taking a big breath…it always smells so amazing in there.
I am a master at % off things. It’s not hard!
My roommate doesn’t get home lately for a solid 3 hours after I do. I shamelessly talk to the dog and cat. We chat about our days, what flavor food they want for dinner, what we should watch on netflix. Better than people, I tell ya.
yes to all of these! I talk to the dogs allll the time. They know what’s up! And you know what? They don’t give me any shit about whatever I have to say. Ok and also I was on a team that went through a phase for awhile where we would say “Man I’m starving, let’s eat some pizza” at 9 am every single day. And we would eat our lunches before 10 am. Every. Day.
Such a fun post, I love it! I suck at percentages and am always asking someone else, haha.
It’s definitely not just you! I’m a math person, I get that, but I still feel like we should all be able to calculate simple fractions and percentages, no? And looking at fashion blogs usually just makes my head explode because all I see are dollar signs.