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My ex’s family had this beach house I loved so much that when we broke up, I joked the thing I’d miss most was the house… Well… I just saw it’s being listed for sale… And I do fear this means I now have the opportunity to do the most unhinged thing I’ve ever done…….

Men are funny because you can ask one what his best friend does for work and he’ll be like “I don’t know” meanwhile they’ve known each other for 20 years and talk every day

People on social media have been dragging Chipotle so hard that allegedly a memo was sent out to Chipotle employees, instructing them to fill up the bowls as much as possible if someone has their phone out or is filming while ordering. That's the America I know and love.

How to get ChatGPT to stop agreeing with everything you say:

Recently found out that one of the big incely accounts on here that sells guides to American guys on how to be alphas is actually ran by 2 women in India and idk why that’s so damn funny

One of my best friends has pancreatic cancer and we are spending what most likely is our last New Years together. Her only ask? Me to bake her all of her favorite things. So that’s what I’m doing today. Baking (and crying). Sometimes life happens slow, then really fast.

A year ago today my best friend Erika sent me and our other best friend this text message. At the time we didn’t realize this moment would change our lives forever and 11 months later she would be gone. She was 31 years old and 34 weeks pregnant when diagnosed with stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer. I remember this moment vividly. I was sitting on my phone watching TikTok after I had just posted a video. A minute before I was blissfully unaware of the complete shit show life would become. I didn’t understand at first. I’ve never known anyone with cancer. When Erika told us, I thought it wasn’t a big deal. I thought it was something she could “just get scraped out”. The few days that followed included me not eating or sleeping, sitting on the edge of my bed as I called in every favor I could to get Erika into a top hospital as she waited to be induced to give birth so they could start chemo immediately. I took on the roll of being the messenger for our college friend group. I started a GoFundMe. I begged people for help on Twitter. I’ve never been so desperate for help and answers in my life. Life is much more fragile than anyone wants to realize. Within moments Erika, and everyone who loves her, lives completely changed. A month since she’s passed and I miss her non stop. Not a second goes by that I don’t think about her. Even the way I exist in the world is completely different now. I know that she’d want me to use my platform to bring awareness to pancreatic cancer, especially the way that many families still have a lack of answers and resources post-diagnosis. I hope to continue to do that. 💜

I wish Zillow allowed comments on house listings. I just KNOW they would go so hard.

Omg, this is the best marketing play I’ve seen in a long time. Molson, a beer company and partner for the PWHL, or the Professional Women’s Hockey League, decided to re-vamp the jerseys for the league to announce their partnership. They saw a problem: many of the women on the team have long hair, so while they are playing… their names are covered. Molson's solution? Put the players' names on the bottom of the jerseys and their sponsorship logo on the top. “We covered our name so hers could be seen.” To make it even better, the campaign was launched on International Women’s Day. What do you think? Because I think it’s SO GOOD.

Most know Costco for the $1.50 hotdogs, but I don’t think people understand the level of operation and thought that goes into each Costco location: - They aim for a low ~17% margin on most of their products (for comparison — Walmart aims for ~45%, while Ulta / Sephora aim for ~70%) - There are only 4,000 SKU’s (products) per store and ~40% of those are curated for each region (most grocery stores have 30k+) - Costco starting pay rate is $18.50/hr, and employees get 1.5x on Sundays - Rotisserie chickens are sold at a loss and on avg only on shelves for ~2hrs per day - Was the first company to grow from zero to $3B in sales in less than six years Long live Costco 🫶

The fact that Nintendo was founded the same year that Vincent Van Gogh painted Starry Night absolutely DESTROYS my perception of time

LinkedIn makes me question my reality a little more each day

Six months ago today, my best friend died. On our last day together, we lay in bed listening to her favorite songs as I retold her stories we had laughed about 1000 times before. I was there by fate. While our other best friend was trapped in Austin because of an ice storm, I happened to be an hour away from her in California for work. Her health declined so quickly. I rushed out of work, holding back tears, as I called one of my friends from college, who graciously drove me down to be with her. My life has looked a lot different since that day. I sleep a lot more, I cry a lot more, and after building for over a decade straight, I’m not building anything. I’ve turned down every work opportunity, and embarrassingly for the first time in my adult life, I’m not prioritizing work. My brain feels different. The way I communicate feels more raw. I want to tell people I love them more. I’m way more afraid of missing memories with the people I care about. My content looks a lot different, too. After gaining 80,000 followers in a seemingly short amount of time, I haven’t posted on TikTok since she died. I’ve had trouble posting anything too motivational or work-related. I feel like a fraud. Pretending to care about making money, or "hustling", when right now... I really don’t. Grief and loss are horrible experiences. I’ve spent so much time reflecting on what I would change about my time with her if given the chance… I wouldn’t have missed our last vacation together for a last-minute “important” meeting that I don’t even remember. I wouldn’t have spent so much time working on my phone while we were together. I wouldn’t have let the rude comment someone left me on social media ruin my mood, even if just for a second we were together. Life is painfully fragile and, for some, unexpectedly short. In our bubble, where we hear people talk nonstop about what is worth sacrificing for success, I can honestly say this: don’t sacrifice making memories with the people that would be there even if you lost it all. 🤍

There’s a specific kind of burnout that I haven't been able to name that comes from doing things you’re good at but no longer give a shit about

So my dad broke up with his girlfriend of 10 years a few weeks ago… my mom just called and told me she’s now breaking up with her boyfriend of 12 years… Should I parent trap my parents back together??!!??!

The girl in the video below is a friend of mine from college, Julia. She hosts a podcast where she talks about breakups, relationships and trying to love yourself at any stage you are in. The fact that Matt took her video out of context to build some commentary that fits a hyper-negative narrative and chooses to call her “stupid” is not just cruel but flat out uninformed. The point of most of Julia’s content is to say “even if you are alone, even if you are going through a breakup, even if you haven’t found “the one” yet to start a family… there are ways to find joy through that.” It just so happens that her Sunday joy is celebrating learning to cook a new dish and watch reality TV ‘guilt free’. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. And please, let’s not forget when we share commentary on content, there are real people behind those videos / posts and more often than not we do not get a full picture in a few minutes long video or a few sentences.

Men are funny because you can ask one what his best friend does for work and he’ll be like “I don’t know” meanwhile they’ve known each other for 20 years and talk every day

I went for a drink last night in Austin. $22 for a basic cocktail. Tip options: 25% 30% 35% What tf is happening

My ex’s family had this beach house I loved so much that when we broke up, I joked the thing I’d miss most was the house… Well… I just saw it’s being listed for sale… And I do fear this means I now have the opportunity to do the most unhinged thing I’ve ever done…….

I’m starting to not see the point in buying a house anymore. - Most houses I’ve looked at are over valued. - Property taxes (in Texas) are wild. - I have to maintain everything. - Mortgage would be more than my rent. - No guarantee value would increase. - Less amenities than a luxury apartment. Am I crazy for feeling this way? I feel crazy for feeling this way.

Men are crazy because you’ll ask one what his comfort movie is and he’ll say something insane like “Saving Private Ryan” or “The Big Short”

The girl in the video below is a friend of mine from college, Julia. She hosts a podcast where she talks about breakups, relationships and trying to love yourself at any stage you are in. The fact that Matt took her video out of context to build some commentary that fits a hyper-negative narrative and chooses to call her “stupid” is not just cruel but flat out uninformed. The point of most of Julia’s content is to say “even if you are alone, even if you are going through a breakup, even if you haven’t found “the one” yet to start a family… there are ways to find joy through that.” It just so happens that her Sunday joy is celebrating learning to cook a new dish and watch reality TV ‘guilt free’. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. And please, let’s not forget when we share commentary on content, there are real people behind those videos / posts and more often than not we do not get a full picture in a few minutes long video or a few sentences.

So my dad broke up with his girlfriend of 10 years a few weeks ago… my mom just called and told me she’s now breaking up with her boyfriend of 12 years… Should I parent trap my parents back together??!!??!

I was talking to a friend recently with a net worth of roughly ~$25m, making around $2m a year. They have a big house that’s paid off. Multiple sports cars, designer clothes — the works. They live in a very wealthy area, one where the houses can be anywhere up to $50m or even

My moms house was broken into this week which means BOTH my parents homes have been broken into in the last year… There is a massive string of Chilean gang related break in’s across Southern and Northern California that I rarely see people talking about. They target specific neighborhoods at a time, go quiet for a few weeks, and then pop up in a completely different neighborhood miles and sometimes hours away. They case a house, wait for the residents to leave, break a window or a glass door to get in, and leave with as much jewelry or small safes as they can. If they hear or see someone in the house they don’t confront them, they go running. They are great at tricking Ring cameras into not activating, they are also great at scaling houses to go to a second or third floor balcony to enter. As the police said “these guys are pro’s” They send people out for 2 weeks at a time, have them steal as much as they can and then they get swapped out with a completely new set of guys. The police told us they aren’t any closer to stopping it because whenever they arrest a few guys, more just show up. If you live in California, especially if you have big windows or glass doors, BEEF UP YOUR SECURITY SYSTEM. Make sure it always looks like someone is home. Keep your valuables hidden or get a safety deposit box. Get a camera and motion detector that announces it is recording. We are all okay. Nothing was taken before they were scared off by my moms boyfriend. They went through my stuff but I didn’t have anything valuable. But unfortunately the police don’t sound like they are any closer to stopping this completely. Stay safe y’all, and happy new year

Six months ago today, my best friend died. On our last day together, we lay in bed listening to her favorite songs as I retold her stories we had laughed about 1000 times before. I was there by fate. While our other best friend was trapped in Austin because of an ice storm, I happened to be an hour away from her in California for work. Her health declined so quickly. I rushed out of work, holding back tears, as I called one of my friends from college, who graciously drove me down to be with her. My life has looked a lot different since that day. I sleep a lot more, I cry a lot more, and after building for over a decade straight, I’m not building anything. I’ve turned down every work opportunity, and embarrassingly for the first time in my adult life, I’m not prioritizing work. My brain feels different. The way I communicate feels more raw. I want to tell people I love them more. I’m way more afraid of missing memories with the people I care about. My content looks a lot different, too. After gaining 80,000 followers in a seemingly short amount of time, I haven’t posted on TikTok since she died. I’ve had trouble posting anything too motivational or work-related. I feel like a fraud. Pretending to care about making money, or "hustling", when right now... I really don’t. Grief and loss are horrible experiences. I’ve spent so much time reflecting on what I would change about my time with her if given the chance… I wouldn’t have missed our last vacation together for a last-minute “important” meeting that I don’t even remember. I wouldn’t have spent so much time working on my phone while we were together. I wouldn’t have let the rude comment someone left me on social media ruin my mood, even if just for a second we were together. Life is painfully fragile and, for some, unexpectedly short. In our bubble, where we hear people talk nonstop about what is worth sacrificing for success, I can honestly say this: don’t sacrifice making memories with the people that would be there even if you lost it all. 🤍

Recently learned the male equivalent of buying women flowers is making men banana bread. Huge discovery for women everywhere

I don’t understand how this is still legal? $335 for the ticket. $123 for the privilege of buying the ticket.

People on social media have been dragging Chipotle so hard that allegedly a memo was sent out to Chipotle employees, instructing them to fill up the bowls as much as possible if someone has their phone out or is filming while ordering. That's the America I know and love.

My love language is picking you up from the airport and driving you straight to bbq

There’s a specific kind of burnout that I haven't been able to name that comes from doing things you’re good at but no longer give a shit about

One of my best friends has pancreatic cancer and we are spending what most likely is our last New Years together. Her only ask? Me to bake her all of her favorite things. So that’s what I’m doing today. Baking (and crying). Sometimes life happens slow, then really fast.