Autism, shyness, selective muteness, indifference, fuck em all attitude, not caring. Call it what you want, you are socially, mentally and for all purposes physiologically deadpilled. Getting out of the bed when the alarm is blaring is not a chore but an automatic function at this stage, maybe you take a couple shots of hard liquor or an energy drink before driving to The Warehouse where all subhumans without any real capacity or ambition congregate, the place where dreams go to die.
The only thing you look forward to in the 8 hour wageday you are forced upon due to mommy & daddy getting tired of your NEETING ass is breakfast and lunch, so of course you make it decadent. You sit in silence during all this time as the majority goyim are occupied with their phones or in idle convo, if you are lucky someone comes up to you but if they do it's a 50 / 50 % chance it's because of something you did wrong or that needs adjustment, even then it's a rare morsel of socialization. When you manage to stutter out a couple of sentences you notice your voice is croaking and hoarse, sounding like tom waits with a limp wrist, it must be because you spend the last 8 days not speaking a word, oh well.
Back to waging, you notice you make mistakes, maybe a lot of them, but who cares, it's just another monday. Patrik, your tallfag senior and sector dictator sneaks around the shelves on his forklift "Oh working hard today I see!" he exclaims with a snide smile, you ignore it as usual and carry on. By now there must only be an hour or two left until you get to go home and LDAR, you don't pull up the phone and check, you savor it, every minute, finally the impulse becomes too strong and you check the time, 12:35.
View: https://youtu.be/HJf_3mHSxZg?t=197
The only thing you look forward to in the 8 hour wageday you are forced upon due to mommy & daddy getting tired of your NEETING ass is breakfast and lunch, so of course you make it decadent. You sit in silence during all this time as the majority goyim are occupied with their phones or in idle convo, if you are lucky someone comes up to you but if they do it's a 50 / 50 % chance it's because of something you did wrong or that needs adjustment, even then it's a rare morsel of socialization. When you manage to stutter out a couple of sentences you notice your voice is croaking and hoarse, sounding like tom waits with a limp wrist, it must be because you spend the last 8 days not speaking a word, oh well.
Back to waging, you notice you make mistakes, maybe a lot of them, but who cares, it's just another monday. Patrik, your tallfag senior and sector dictator sneaks around the shelves on his forklift "Oh working hard today I see!" he exclaims with a snide smile, you ignore it as usual and carry on. By now there must only be an hour or two left until you get to go home and LDAR, you don't pull up the phone and check, you savor it, every minute, finally the impulse becomes too strong and you check the time, 12:35.
View: https://youtu.be/HJf_3mHSxZg?t=197
