My favorite part of The Dark Knight is when the Joker is talking to Harvey Dent in the hospital, and he says: “Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I’m a dog chasing cars. I wouldn’t know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just DO things… I’m not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how pathetic their attempts to control things really are.”
And therein lies the best career advice I could possibly dispense: just DO things. Chase after the things that interest you and make you happy. Stop acting like you have a set path, because you don’t. No one does. You shouldn’t be trying to check off the boxes of life; they aren’t real and they were created by other people, not you. There is no explicit path I’m following, and I’m not walking in anyone else’s footsteps. I’m making it up as I go.
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I have this coworker
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at work who is probably the most insane, funny person I’ve ever worked alongside. When she doesn’t get what she wants, she pouts and threatens to throw up, which is so bizarre but somehow hilarious. And once, a coworker said something rude to her and she replied with, “Well fine. I was going to buy a chicken sandwich from Jack in the Box and throw it outside your house, but I won’t now!” It’s absolutely ridiculous but her one liners (“You don’t like me because my eyes are weird!”) are almost borderline inspirational. I don’t get her, she doesn’t get me, and yet we totally get each other. It’s goddamn magical.
PS sorry this isn’t more interesting but guess what, boners? This is my life. This is as exciting as it gets.
To be honest this sounds exactly like me. But I also say “Ima kill you” a whole lot and pretend to cry and sulk a lot.
Or I’m the most immature person alive.
People of brisbane
I am having a John Hughes film bed party, commencing when I have obtained the breakfast club. You are welcome to join me.
Bring frozen cokes.