I just stood there like nothing was wrong, hoping no one would notice. But EVERYONE noticed. Every player on the field was staring at me, and although I've since blocked out their laughter, I'm sure they were laughing at me. How could you not laugh at something like that?
It was a bit demoralizing to inflict such a price on my body for a tiny bit of normalcy -- a few minutes of conversation. But there is something truly magical about making a plan, carrying it out, and the outcome proving to be very close to how you envisioned it.
If enough users agree to The Terms, maybe Lord Zuckerberg will finally put the doors back on the bathroom stalls and stop broadcasting our personal phone calls over the company PA system.
The comparison usually starts off with something like, “Oh, Jameson—like the whiskey?”
Doctors don’t like ransom notes or their magazines destroyed. They will call the police.