Caitee. Phoenix. Twenty
I enjoy baking, crafts, naps, Disneyland, music, being called "princess", pizza, anthropology, and excessive amounts of daydreaming.
Occasional nsfw content.
I went to this fancy bra shop today and i got fitted. The lady said I was a 38 F. I’m pretty sure she just pulled that number our of her ass because I am *MAYBE* a DD but by no stretch of the imagination am I an F. I didn’t even know that was a thing. But I bought a really expensive bra and it was in fact a 38 F. So I’m just going to tell people that’s my cup size. F stands for “fuck yeah big boobs!”
Me: Can you help me use the photo kiosk?
Walgreens guy: Sure. First plug your phone in and unlock it.
Me: Okay, what now?
Him: Now open your photo albums and select the photos you want.
Me: ....Are all of the pictures in my phone going to pop up on the screen....all big and stuff?
Him: *grinning and trying not to laugh* Yes
Me: ...Oh uhm okay. *waits for him to walk away but he doesn't* Soooo.....is there a way I can do it from my phone and send them here?
Him: Yeah, we have an app. You can do it from your phone and pick them up in an hour.
Me: Yeah, great.... i think I'll just do that instead.
Him: Haha okay. Good idea.
Do you think every president goes through a awkward first few weeks in office when they’re not sure when’s the right time to ask if aliens are real or not?