With an overload of Trump memes and GIF’s flooding my newsfeed, I can’t seem to get the many faces of “the Don” out of my head. Then it happened… Today I had an “ah-Ha” moment. As I scrolled through my social networks, I began to notice my first commonality between myself and America’s very own Republican media hog- our facial expressions!
Known for his animated rants during pretty much every media segment he is involved in, Trump never fails to disappoint the public’s sense of humor- no matter which side your on.
Recognizing my own ‘resting b*tch face’ in some of his attempts to come across threatening really had me worried. Do Trump and I really make the same grimacing scowl? Truth be told, yes…but for very different reasons! See what my Trump faces mean:
When my boss asks me to stay late on Friday…
Ummm, I’d rather not so I’m about to fake a doctor’s appointment.
When someone asks me why I’m single…
Really?
When my crush doesn’t text me back but posts on social media…
Hmm…got it! Priorities.
When people try to talk to me before I have had my AM coffee…
I need silence.
When someone agrees with everything I say…
-And it just hit me how much I like you.
When my best friends tell me they want to have destination weddings…
You paying for my airfare?
When someone tries to give me unwarranted life advice…
Hold up.
When I tell a joke and nobody heard me, but then someone repeats it and everyone starts laughing…
I see you.
When my mother tells me, “Everyone is just jealous.”
You’re so right, Mom!
When I tell my co-workers I’m on a diet and they come in with donuts…
Come on people!
When my ex texts me after 6 months…
Peace out! Go back to where you came from.
When I am looking for my dignity after a night of binge drinking…
It’s out there somewhere .
When my dad tells me I’m not responsible…
Dude, bro. You might be on to something. Maybe not though.
When I’m straight up PMS’ing hard…
No uterus. No opinion.
