About 16 hours into working a triple shift with my boss last year he started ranting about people who squeeze toothpaste from the middle. I'd like to think it was the sugar, caffeine and lack of sleep that drove him to spend 10 minutes having a ran about 'those people'. Once he calmed down I admitted that I squeeze the toothpaste from the middle.
He rationalized that because Charlie and I have separate toothpastes that I was only hurting myself.
This morning, feeling groggy and reaching for my tube, which is down to the last third so some serious middle squeezing is needed for a payout, I was pleasantly surprised to find a plump tube after Charlie had rolled up the bottom for me.
Love is fixing things that don't affect you.
He rationalized that because Charlie and I have separate toothpastes that I was only hurting myself.
This morning, feeling groggy and reaching for my tube, which is down to the last third so some serious middle squeezing is needed for a payout, I was pleasantly surprised to find a plump tube after Charlie had rolled up the bottom for me.
Love is fixing things that don't affect you.
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