We've all seen this meme, it's a pretty core artifact of blackpill 101:
In the city where I work, a well-known craft beer brewery/bar is going out of business.
This has been in the news here, as the latest example of how our centre-right government we elected two years ago has failed to "fix our economy" - at least in the eyes of us wageslaves who still haven't seen a decent pay rise for a long time, while the price of everything has inflated, big time.
[My 2c: this bar fell over because it is just too expensive IMHO. In my country it's normal that fancy craft beers like hazy pale ales etc cost nearly an hour's worth of the minimum wage. And unlike most craft beer bars, this place served ONLY their $20 pints of their own beers, no cheap Heini or Stella or anything else. Their own beers are beautiful, but way outside most people's price point. When times are tough and money is hard to get, expensive treats are the first thing people cut out. If your business is selling expensive treats you are going to be in for some hard times.]
We were talking about this on Friday night after work at our habitual drinks in the office lunch room. Young Brad the Graduate had a story about this place, it's where he met his girlfriend.
Last December our boss took the whole company there to celebrate making it thru another year, he set up a tab.
At one point Brad went up to the bar for another beer, the Bar Girl asked if he needed a receipt, Brad said "no, I'm on the tab with those guys over there." Bar Girl said "no, I think you really need a receipt" and made him take a print-out from the cash register, it had "call me ;-) " and her phone number on it. He did, and they’re living together now.
Imagine living in a world where shit like that happens to you!
This is why I don't share blackpills with most people around me. They don't want to hear it, it's just "negativity" to them. They can't relate.
They just exist, do all of the same things as we do, and the world just provides love and validation to them. Or, at least, the world provides sex and validation. I'm old enough to have seen a few of my peers get divorced, I'm less confident love is real now than I was a couple of decades ago when I was Brad the Grad's age.
I like young Brad, he's an example of "B's get degrees" but he is 100% pleasant and genuine to be around and he tries his hardest at work. He also looks like a professional footballer, has the "hunter eyes" and sandy, wavy hair like a surfer, and it's not his fault that that's what women really care about. He's just doing what he can with his one shot at life. He's played a good hand, getting educated and getting into a career that will put him on about twice the average wage within about ten years. But he's been dealt a good genetic hand too, and I bet it's a lot easier to achieve in life when youre happy. And I bet it's a lot easier to be happy when happiness is just given to you on a plate.
I'm not hating, I'm just saying!
In the city where I work, a well-known craft beer brewery/bar is going out of business.
This has been in the news here, as the latest example of how our centre-right government we elected two years ago has failed to "fix our economy" - at least in the eyes of us wageslaves who still haven't seen a decent pay rise for a long time, while the price of everything has inflated, big time.
[My 2c: this bar fell over because it is just too expensive IMHO. In my country it's normal that fancy craft beers like hazy pale ales etc cost nearly an hour's worth of the minimum wage. And unlike most craft beer bars, this place served ONLY their $20 pints of their own beers, no cheap Heini or Stella or anything else. Their own beers are beautiful, but way outside most people's price point. When times are tough and money is hard to get, expensive treats are the first thing people cut out. If your business is selling expensive treats you are going to be in for some hard times.]
We were talking about this on Friday night after work at our habitual drinks in the office lunch room. Young Brad the Graduate had a story about this place, it's where he met his girlfriend.
Last December our boss took the whole company there to celebrate making it thru another year, he set up a tab.
At one point Brad went up to the bar for another beer, the Bar Girl asked if he needed a receipt, Brad said "no, I'm on the tab with those guys over there." Bar Girl said "no, I think you really need a receipt" and made him take a print-out from the cash register, it had "call me ;-) " and her phone number on it. He did, and they’re living together now.
Imagine living in a world where shit like that happens to you!
This is why I don't share blackpills with most people around me. They don't want to hear it, it's just "negativity" to them. They can't relate.
They just exist, do all of the same things as we do, and the world just provides love and validation to them. Or, at least, the world provides sex and validation. I'm old enough to have seen a few of my peers get divorced, I'm less confident love is real now than I was a couple of decades ago when I was Brad the Grad's age.
I like young Brad, he's an example of "B's get degrees" but he is 100% pleasant and genuine to be around and he tries his hardest at work. He also looks like a professional footballer, has the "hunter eyes" and sandy, wavy hair like a surfer, and it's not his fault that that's what women really care about. He's just doing what he can with his one shot at life. He's played a good hand, getting educated and getting into a career that will put him on about twice the average wage within about ten years. But he's been dealt a good genetic hand too, and I bet it's a lot easier to achieve in life when youre happy. And I bet it's a lot easier to be happy when happiness is just given to you on a plate.
I'm not hating, I'm just saying!
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