-I hate my life right now.
-I should call him. I should call him and tell him life sucks right now and that’s why I didn’t call him when I came back from Israel. I should tell him.
-Adobe Pro is not a magic genie. It can’t make your shitty file look better and it takes me at least an hour to manipulate this giant file that you stupidly accepted from Singapore. Who does that? Who gave you your marketing degree?
-Why do you think that everything is supposed to be a certain way? It’s not. This is why you’ve never been in a real relationship.
-I need a therapist.
-I hate the idea that you have children because you’re passing on your idiotic, racist ideas to them and it’s disgusting. Why are you sharing your idiotic, racist ideas with me, the single minority in the office?
-I’m not that judgmental, but you are an adult and must know that your spelling is awful and your texts make me gag and why are you texting me in the middle of the night in the middle of the week?
-This is not working. I should end it. This was a stupid decision. Shit.
-You’re married. Stop.
-OMG, you’re married too. What the hell?
