Geez, I hate people.

I hate people.

This is why they're the worst.

Are you ready for it?

Hey, fam. I was about to say. Hey, friends? Hey, fam.

I was about to say. Hey, friends. Hey, Rach.

Hey, Rob. This is People are the Worst. We are identical twins who love true crime, hate people. I'm Rachel. I'll be telling my story today.

I'm Rebecca. I'll be listening intently. Oh, it's good. We have not

talked in like weeks. Rebecca's been in Europe and I tell you, the time zone, the time

difference was detrimental to our relationship. It really is. We haven't spoken in years.

I mean, years. No, the last two weeks, me, my husband, and my 15-month-old went to Amsterdam and then Bruges and then London and then Dublin.

And it was so much fun.

But I'm feeling like I'm coming down with something, so I'm going to take

NyQuil in the middle of your story. Oh, that is horribly rude. I'm going to doze right off.

But it was so fun, worth it. Our kid's first flight was eight and a half hours. Jeez. But he was a trooper.

On the way there he was? and Barrett's being like, well, I don't know what the fuck to do, like whisper arguing. I don't know what the fuck do. Maybe he's hungry. I don't know.

You walk him around. You walk him around.

Oh, God. I bet everyone around you was way more uncomfortable with that than the screaming child.

And we're partners and then, come on. And then we kept remembering that we're never going to see these people again, so who cares? But no, so it was a

great trip worth every cry. But I am dreading work tomorrow. I've actually almost like

crash. Oh my God. I get it. I'm dreading work tomorrow and I have not coming off of a big

two-week stint. I just like have anxiety for some reason. I think this

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