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Slightly off topic. For anxietycels and mentalcels out there I have finally learned how to overcome all anxiety and feelings of inferiority. The main sources of both in my life at the moment is job interviews. I am about to finish my STEM degree and I'm faced with the dreaded task of being grilled by large engineering companies comprised of super important baby boomer scum. I essentially cheated my way through my degree and retained nothing so I know I'm going to make a fool out of myself during job interviews. I'm insecure as fuck about my face so it will be nerve-racking having a room of people judge my looks. My social skills are extremely poor after living nearly 24/7 in my room for the last 5 years with no social interaction.
Last week I had a work experience interview and I definitely fucked up but I don't care. I brutally ARROGANTMOGGED the boomer faggot interviewing me. He asked me a question about some obscure concept I learned in second year that has no relevance to the job. I had no fucking clue so I glared at him and acted pissed off he would ask such a stupid question. I bullshitted an answer with some sarcasm thrown in and made him feel bad for being such a dumb cunt for throwing in that question. It was HIS fault I didn't know the answer, not mine. Last year I would have contemplated suicide afterwards from embarrassment and inferiority. He was also like 5'7 and I was 6'5 with my lifts in so despite my fucking ugly face and pathetic wrists I brutally mogged that faggot.
Feels fucking good.
Last week I had a work experience interview and I definitely fucked up but I don't care. I brutally ARROGANTMOGGED the boomer faggot interviewing me. He asked me a question about some obscure concept I learned in second year that has no relevance to the job. I had no fucking clue so I glared at him and acted pissed off he would ask such a stupid question. I bullshitted an answer with some sarcasm thrown in and made him feel bad for being such a dumb cunt for throwing in that question. It was HIS fault I didn't know the answer, not mine. Last year I would have contemplated suicide afterwards from embarrassment and inferiority. He was also like 5'7 and I was 6'5 with my lifts in so despite my fucking ugly face and pathetic wrists I brutally mogged that faggot.
Feels fucking good.
