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I tried talking with a few today. Legit room temperature iq. It's like I'm talking to a literal robot. I may only cope at this point but they take it to a whole new level. They only talk about the latest garbage tv show, the new star wars, and "hanging out" or going to the bar. It makes me sucicidal. Talking to normies is bad enough but talking to bottom of the barrel slave normies and heading their braindead distractions and coping is legit suicide inducing. Its so painful to pretend to be into or give the slightest shit about them talking about star wars, vaping or playing call of duty zombies. I legit wanted to punch them at some point, out of sheer frustration. How can somebody be this empty and devoid of life or awareness? How are they genuinenly smiling? How can you be so unaware of how pathetic your existence is.
The older ones that have been there for decades don't say anything at all. They sometimes are in the break room with their face in their hands as if they're breaking down. To think it takes normies decades upon decades to realize their lives are pointless, and they're easily replaceable slaves should they die of the shitty miserable conditions they work jn
The older ones that have been there for decades don't say anything at all. They sometimes are in the break room with their face in their hands as if they're breaking down. To think it takes normies decades upon decades to realize their lives are pointless, and they're easily replaceable slaves should they die of the shitty miserable conditions they work jn
