Break room warriors

By DanliIra sat at the breakroom table, absently stirring a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold. His Marine training told him to keep his head on a swivel, but his civilian job had taught him that the only real threat here was Karen from HR. He wasn’t sure what smelled worse—the breakroomContinueContinue reading “Break room warriors”

My “I have a dream” about dating

(In my Martin Luther King voice) I have a dream, that one day, the dating regulations will not be judged based off of how much social class or money a man has. How much of a trophy a woman is seen as or how much she “thinks” she is the prize. I have a dreamContinueContinue reading “My “I have a dream” about dating”