Highlight of my life was shortly after I broke my arm, someone saw me struggling with one of these one-handed and opened it for me like the damn lockpicking lawyer. I’ve considered taking my sling with me shopping ever since, in case I need another good Samaritan to open one of these godforsaken bags again
Fahrenheit is the best human-focused temperature scale. 0 is super cold, 100 is super hot, 50 is the line between short sleeve and long sleeve weather (assuming no wind). Anything outside these bounds, it simply isn’t worth going outside. But then everyone at a latitude <|37|° will say “that’s not that hot” and everyone at a latitude >|40|° will say “that’s not that cold,” so really it’s the best Kansas-focused temperature scale
100% of this. It’s not just that I don’t need the screen space, it’s that my hands are not capable of holding my s22 without touching the screen because they had the fucking stupid idea to wrap the screen around the sides. I’m convinced the engineers at samsung are running an experiment to see how fucking stupid their phones can get without losing sales.
Nah, you gotta own it. Capitulating to toxic masculinity and calling your dress a tunic to avoid ridicule is alpha cuck shit. “Please don’t make fun of me, I’m not wearing a skirt, it’s a kilt!” Nah, this is a skirt and it is so much more comfortable than your denim jeans. We’re shopping at target, Braxton, not working on a farm. My outfit is the superior one for this activity