of the perceived smallness of the world

Hey! Where are you? The 4:30 pm show is sold out. The next one’s at 6:30. Is that too late for you guys?

Oh cool! 6:30 works just fine. We got stuck in a jam, so won’t be able to make 4:30 anyway.

It’s 4:15, and she didn’t bother to tell you she won’t be able to reach in time. You’re upset, but your call-center training enables you to flash a fake smile that “reflects in the voice”. Theek hai. This also gives us some time to catch up before the movie starts.

Coolio. See ya!


What the fuck does coolio even mean?  You hate it when people are late. It’s worse when they’re lying. It’s a Saturday, and there’s no traffic on the roads. Must be at home stuffing make up inside the craters on her face. Bitch.

So you decide to pass the time walking around the mall looking busy. So basically, you pull out the phone, scroll up. Scroll down. Then lock the screen. Look up for a few seconds. Repeat.

Before you know it, a grizzly bear Continue reading of the perceived smallness of the world