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Caroline: "Max, why don’t you ever ask for help?"
Max: "Because I don’t need help. I’m a grown woman. I can do things on my own."
Caroline: "You just carried five boxes of cupcakes at once. That’s not normal."
Max: "Normal is overrated. Also, what’s the point of asking for help if no one does it the way you want?"
Caroline: "Okay, but you’re exhausted, and there’s flour in your hair."
Max: "It’s my new look. I call it ‘I’m one bad day away from a mental breakdown.’"
Caroline: "Max, seriously, why don’t you just ask me to help more?"
Max: "Because I’ve seen you try to carry one box. You make it look like a high-stakes game of Jenga."
I’m currently binge-watching 2 Broke Girls while enjoying a delicious Thai salad that my neighbor sent over.
Earlier, when the doorbell rang, there was no one there, but a bowl of salad was left on my doorstep with a note:
Hey,
This is from me. I asked Maahi to drop it off since we’re going out for a while, and Maahi will be late. I made extra for you. Enjoy!
Your neighbor, Lia.
Lia is amazing. She’s Thai-Australian and lives here with her husband, Nitin, and their son, Maharshi (we all call him Maahi). Lia’s in her mid-thirties, and her husband is around 40, but they don’t look their age at all. They had a love marriage, and Maahi is already a teenager.
She’s a fantastic cook—especially when it comes to Thai food. Lia was the first to approach me when I moved here. They live on the fourth floor, while I’m on the third. We met by accident in the parking lot one day, and she’s been kind ever since.
So, while I’m savoring this incredible Thai salad, I’m watching 2 Broke Girls. Max is easily my favorite—she’s hilarious and so straightforward.
So while enjoying Lia's delicious Thai salad, I kept watching 2 Broke Girls. The show always manages to lift my mood, especially when Max is cracking those blunt, hilarious lines.
There’s something about her unapologetic attitude that resonates with me. Maybe because I often wish I could just let go like that, say whatever comes to mind without worrying about how it’ll be taken.
As I took another bite, Oreo jumped onto the couch beside me, clearly eyeing the salad. I rolled my eyes. "This isn't for you, little guy," I said, but I knew he'd still beg with those puppy eyes.
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