Thought I'd start a thread dedicated to those daily gripes we have in our pampered little worlds where we have electricity, food, shelter, no bombs going off, no kidnappings, but life isn't all perfect. We have turmoil, too!
To start us off:
My 2 ply toilet paper separated on the roll. It's now... gasp! One ply!
To start us off:
My 2 ply toilet paper separated on the roll. It's now... gasp! One ply!