LA Minute
A minute in LA is like a minute in a zombie apocalypse, but with more traffic and fewer brains
I left my house at 10 am and got to work at 12:15 pm because I got stuck behind a guy who was eating a burrito while driving
I was supposed to meet my friend at 11 am and showed up at 1:00 pm because I got distracted by a guy who was riding a skateboard on the highway
I left my house at 9 am and got to the store at 10:45 am because I had to stop for gas, snacks, and a TikTok dance