I confess that I say "heighth" instead of "height". I add a random "h" sound at the end. My husband pointed this out a few years ago, and in all my 30+ years of speaking, I'd never noticed. #maybeitsatexasthang
I confess that I love Patrick Swayze as Johnny Castle in Dirty Dancing, but I don't like Jennifer Grey as Baby. #sorrynotsorry
I confess that I don't like coffee, so sometimes, I get bored by all the coffee pics, Starbucks mentions, memes about coffee, and so on. #coffeecoffeecoffee #blahblahblah
Amendment: If your coffee pic consists of showing off a cute mug, the fur baby next to it, what book you're reading, or a pretty view in the distance...then I'm A-Okay with that. #carryon
I'm aware that not everyone is a book nerd like I am, so they probably get bored with all my book posts. #toeachtheirown #thatwasntaconfession #ohwell
I confess that I enjoy this meme far more than I should. #needmorepiƱatas
I confess that I've studied enough Spanish in my life that it bothers me that the meme doesn't have an "eƱe" in "pinatas".
Amendment: If your coffee pic consists of showing off a cute mug, the fur baby next to it, what book you're reading, or a pretty view in the distance...then I'm A-Okay with that. #carryon
I'm aware that not everyone is a book nerd like I am, so they probably get bored with all my book posts. #toeachtheirown #thatwasntaconfession #ohwell
I confess that I enjoy this meme far more than I should. #needmorepiƱatas
I confess that I've studied enough Spanish in my life that it bothers me that the meme doesn't have an "eƱe" in "pinatas".
I confess that I have no interest in Harry Potter. Not the books. Not the movies. #dontbothertryingtochangemymind
I confess that I cry wayyyyy more than I should over a stupid reality singing competition show. #thevoiceau #everyonehasastory Like this brave woman who suffers from PTSD after a deployment in Afghanistan. She sang a beloved song by an Aussie band, and the coach that turned for her is a beloved Aussie songstress. It is really a lovely moment that you should see.
I confess that I think some customers are so freaking self-absorbed that they don't deserve my excellent customer service. #argumentativecustomersaremyfave
Let me give an example: a woman came in on Tuesday, speaking rather loudly and aggressively about an issue that she had Monday. She kept saying "remember, I spoke to you yesterday" and "I tried to explain to you yesterday". Well, it wasn't me that she spoke to (or tried to explain something to)because I don't work on Mondays. I wasn't here. The other female that works in our shop is an Eurasian Australian; she was born in Australia to a Chinese mother and a British father. She has dark hair and dark eyes. She speaks with an Aussie accent. I have pinkish hair, blue eyes, and freckles. I speak with an American accent. We are easily discernible if this woman had paid any attention to who she was speaking to. (or is it to whom? do I care? no.) Yet, I tried to help her with her issue, but she said she "didn't have time" to explain to someone else. Could she speak to someone who was here on Monday. I was fucking happy to pass her off.
With that happy little vent session, I'll leave you be to have a happy humpday! What are you confessing?
I confess that I cry wayyyyy more than I should over a stupid reality singing competition show. #thevoiceau #everyonehasastory Like this brave woman who suffers from PTSD after a deployment in Afghanistan. She sang a beloved song by an Aussie band, and the coach that turned for her is a beloved Aussie songstress. It is really a lovely moment that you should see.
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I confess that I think some customers are so freaking self-absorbed that they don't deserve my excellent customer service. #argumentativecustomersaremyfave
Let me give an example: a woman came in on Tuesday, speaking rather loudly and aggressively about an issue that she had Monday. She kept saying "remember, I spoke to you yesterday" and "I tried to explain to you yesterday". Well, it wasn't me that she spoke to (or tried to explain something to)because I don't work on Mondays. I wasn't here. The other female that works in our shop is an Eurasian Australian; she was born in Australia to a Chinese mother and a British father. She has dark hair and dark eyes. She speaks with an Aussie accent. I have pinkish hair, blue eyes, and freckles. I speak with an American accent. We are easily discernible if this woman had paid any attention to who she was speaking to. (or is it to whom? do I care? no.) Yet, I tried to help her with her issue, but she said she "didn't have time" to explain to someone else. Could she speak to someone who was here on Monday. I was fucking happy to pass her off.
With that happy little vent session, I'll leave you be to have a happy humpday! What are you confessing?









































