The Day Pickles Declared War on the Roomba

Pickles was a twelve-pound orange cat who firmly believed he owned the house. Technically, the mortgage belonged to his human, Sarah. Pickles considered this an administrative error. His daily responsibilities included screaming at Sarah because he could see the bottom of his food bowl, knocking pens off the desk during important video calls, and sitting... Continue Reading →

Monday Called. I Declined the Invitation.

My alarm went off at 6:30 Monday morning, which was incredibly rude considering I had done absolutely nothing to deserve that kind of treatment. I opened one eye and stared at the ceiling. For several seconds, I genuinely considered whether employment was necessary. Surely there had to be another option. Could I become independently wealthy... Continue Reading →

The Tin Foil Hat Emergency

It started because Linda’s Wi-Fi went down. A normal person might have restarted the router, however Linda was not a normal person. At 7:43 on Saturday morning, she marched into the kitchen holding her phone above her head like she was trying to communicate with a satellite. “The government has finally done it,” she announced.... Continue Reading →

The Self-Checkout Has Chosen Violence

I went to the grocery store for three things. Bread, bananas, and toothpaste. Three things. This should have taken approximately seven minutes, assuming I walked at a reasonable pace and successfully avoided making eye contact with anyone I knew. Forty-five minutes later, I was standing at the self-checkout with seventeen items. I don't know what... Continue Reading →

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