So, I hired a clone thinking it would be the ultimate life hack—imagine having someone to handle all my daily chaos while I sit back and sip coffee. Spoiler alert: it was the worst mistake of my life. My clone decided that "self-identity" was overrated, promptly began binge-watching “Dr. NoSleep” instead of doing actual work. Now, I’m stuck listening to my own worst nightmares on repeat while my clone thinks he’s auditioning for a horror podcast. Great, thanks for that, future me! If only I had known that hiring a clone would come with a side of existential dread. Next time, I’ll just stick to caffeine and the occasional panic attack. #CloneDisaster