This belongs in a museum
I just did an hour long job interview that started with them asking if I could start tomorrow and ended with the company deciding they aren’t hiring anymore so I feel this post.
Sounds to me like you just dodged a missile.
I’d agree with you if I could find another job in this fucking town but that was my best bet in the last 2 weeks.
In a weird way, I’d be more upset if I was the better “this is the life you could live”. Like, a more successful me? Yeah, sure, I’ve made plenty of mistakes, missed plenty of opportunities.
But to be me as I am now and face a worse-off version of myself? At that point I’d be evaluating every step I take out of fear there’s still time for it to happen. What has that poor bastard been through? Where’s my guiding spirit to just managing to skip down the path of mediocrity?
This reminds me of the greatest adaptation of A Christmas Carol ever made: the Blackadder one, where he starts out as a good person and then the Christmas ghosts show him why he should be a complete bastard instead. It’s pretty amazing that nobody else ever thought of doing a flipped version of the story (probably somebody did and I’ve just never seen it).
Started watching Blackadder recently, it is truly something man. The episode where he marries, the ending was the hardest I’ve seen British black humor go in a while. On the nose with something so taboo they can’t give it a laugh track, jeez.
Honestly I’d just be happy for successful version of me, glad he didn’t fuck it up
The ultimate diss
Ensign Picard, is it you?
No … It’s just me
