Hating myself for cheering for Miami right now as a fellow ACCer, but I love seeing a very annoying team and fan base be humbled. I work with a bunch of THE-ers. They’re the WOOOOORST.

I don’t acknowledge X-Mas until I see Santa in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.

You uncultured heathens!

I have been in Greece for like 24 hours. I have been spoken to in Greek multiple times and/or asked if I speak Greek multiple times. I do not. They’ve also all decided to address me as Kristine Marie unprompted. Apparently this is a very Greek name.

Summary: I am apparently VERY Greek looking.

Nobody wants to hear your stupid ring notification noise. I don’t care that someone has walked past your door. Put your phone on silent in public.

Also have Matthew Broderick passing me walking in NYC with his son. He looked pissed off at his child, and I kept to myself bc it was clear that kid was in TROUBLE.

Saw Nathan Lane at Juniors when I was younger: he was picking up dinner before his play nearby, I was going to the bathroom. We made eye contact, and I discretely waved excitedly as I was a huge Birdcage & theater fan. He waved back, clearly amused that someone my age knew who he was.