The happiest part of my recent birthday was the dancing squirrel e-card, from the fake identity of someone who has been trying to catfish me.
If my suspicions are right, it’s not some dude living in his mum’s basement, but a young wantrepreneur who has a bee in his bonnet about self-employed… whatevers? also trying to hustle.
So confusing. Don’t know how he finds the time to stalk me… between his Grant Cardone back-scratching videos, and uploading rented-car pics to Insta.
www.123cards offered to let me reply to his sweet note, but dinno, I found the range a little limiting.
So, I’ve made a few prototypes of the collection I wish existed.
Possible uses:
when you feel your heart start to race during the throes of road rage, throw them out the car window
meet your passive-aggressive co-worker halfway, with a mostly aggressive message on a passive piece of card
spouse didn’t remember the anniversary
customer service representative forgot that you are always right
neighbours keep putting their trash in your bins
Print these off and fold them down the middle, or make your own from scratch.
Very therapeutic; not unlike colouring books for grown ups.
T O Y O U R S U C C E S S
W I T H L O V E
S O R R Y Y O U ‘ R E L E A V I N G
S Y M P A T H Y
It’s all about spreading positivity 🧘♀️
In a more sincere voice, go have a great week!
Ber.