Don't you wish there was a nicotine patch made for every kind of withdrawal?
I had this wonderful idea the other day. Upon graduation, if I don't find a job, which going by the amount of effort I'm putting in currently is a very likely scenario, then I shall start a start-up, called Love Bites (pun intended). It shall be a support group for all gals who need a listening ear when they wail about the guy/guys in their lives. Maybe I should make it a Frasier kind of listening-in show. And considering how it happens in everyone's life at least once, imagine the amount of money we'll make! We can probably strike up a deal with Ben&Jerry's and have awesome discounted ice-cream every, say, Thursday.
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