Just sayin’…I’ve never had anyone feed me that bit of advice. Then again, I tend to tell people when I don’t like their food or don’t like them.
Also, the most depressing part of growing up for me: the realization that assholes don’t grow up and out of it, they just grow older. Really. I thought shitty people I knew in college and in my 20s would grow up and mature. NOPE! The world is full of aging fuckfaces.
I’m kinda coming to terms with it, but mainly but shutting off as much of the outside world as possible.
You need to do something about this immediately. Take if from someone with a 3 month old who wishes he had a single second to do anything. You’re 25. You have pretty much zero commitments. I lived in a major city when I was 25 and did anything and everything in my free time. It was incredible, as I wasn’t from a major city. Music, museums, outdoor movies, indoor movies, attending churches and synagogues just to see what the hell was going on (not kidding), college lectures, visiting friends, getting drunk, riding my bicycle all over.
Trust me, you need to enjoy this time as it likely won’t be like this forever. Enjoy being able to do whatever the fuck you want, when you want.
ALSO…you sound a bit depressed. I’d wager it’s going to bed watching stuff on your computer. Read a book or a magazine. Chewing holes in your brain watching some current hit show that’ll make your stomach turn in 6 months if you try to watch it again depresses the morale. I’m not kidding. I watch stuff too, but not in bed and not right before bed. I sound like a librarian, but seriously…I start and finish my day reading and it keeps my mind awake all day. Try it out.
A buddy recently told me his step father, when working as a big shot at a MAJOR local university, got tired of the job. He’d go to the library and spend all day reading, waiting for someone to say or do something. They never did. He was making 6 figures as well. To read all day. Amazing.
Oh, and I fucking hate it when a grocery store has a beer section and I can’t find a single beer to buy. Fuck, that blows. I don’t really like it, but as a default I’ll go for Bud. But for some reason, it’s pretty expensive where I live. I don’t get it.
I’m avowedly against “craft” beer. I can’t stand to pay a lot for beer, so I drink basic ones. And shopping for beer is just plain stupid, imo. (And I love grocery shopping) Also, IPAs are awful. I either drink good ol’ Genesee Cream Ale (I’m from upstate NY) or there is a Polish beer at my local beer store. It’s a Euro size, $2.50 and 9% alcohol. One of those and a jigger of spirits and I’m all set.
Also, I never thought it would happen, but my stomach officially cannot handle much beer these days. I just feel full and bloated. Thus, one strong beer and I’m set.
In a pinch I can find another Russian import beer at a few local stores/shops. It’s also around 8%. Cheap and one beer results in a nice pleasant state. I can’t handle 6 domestics any longer. Laugh, but you’ll be there one day.
New York City, you mean. As a New Yorker it’s annoying the entire great state is reduced to the five boroughs.
Having said that, my parents were born and raised in Brooklyn. I visited the city multiple times a year while growing up. I loved to visit…but you couldn’t pay me to live there. I loved living in Washington, DC during grad school, but I’ve hit an age where I want space, peace, and quiet.
I would like to see some discussion of how much this sense of isolation is driven by the majority of people, especially “cool” urbanites, being more interested in staring at their palm and living in the virtual world than the actual world. Smart phones and social media have surely suckered in many millions of humans.
Technology has benefits, but many people are as addicted to their phones as drug addicts.
Grass is always greener. Once you’re dating or married…you’ll wish you were single and could play the field again. I promise. So, just enjoy where you’re at, plan as much as you can, but just see where life takes you as well.
I went to grad school, twice. That really put a delay on a lot of these things happening for me. I think a lot of people earning 2nd or 3rd degrees hit this “delay in growing up” slow down.
Very well put! Post undergrad was really rough for me. I played DI college sports on a scholarship and all I did from age 7-21 was chase that dream. All of a sudden I was 22 and had already lived my lifelong dream. It was hard for me for a few years, for sure.
Not looking for sympathy, just adding in that accomplishing your life goal at such a young age makes post-under or mid-20s even harder. Or, it did for me. No more practices, no more training, no more games, no more competition. Just jogging after work. Yeck.
When I was younger and lacked a conscience, sit down showers might have been nice. As an adult and someone who gives a shit about the planet, I take 5 minute showers and turn the water off in between getting wet and rinsing off.
But, as someone from Texas and wearing a ‘Bama shirt, I would guess you don’t give a shit about much, including Mother Earth. You probably let the water run while washing your hands and brushing your teeth too.
Bring on that – ratings, but that’s exactly how I feel.
Yikes. Multiple credit cards, waiting on a pay day to have just enough money to get by, and still paying to get your hands and feet worked on. I’m sensing some seriously questionable financial behavior/choices.
My mother is very well off because she and my father worked their asses off and saved like crazy. They’re now rich and retired and are blowing all my inheritance on constant trips all over the place. My mom loves having her nails done and I think she indulges herself around 3 times a year.
You better either marry into wealth or get your financial house in order unless you want to be working until you die.
That is amazing. I work in a very small office and it’s easy to not be the worst dressed guy. It’s only dudes, so we can wear whatever we want. As much as I like a fancy affair and the need to dress up, I can only be in a shirt, tie and jacket for like 4 hours until I go bonkers. I just can’t handle all that clothing.
Will, I often disagree with your opinions but you’re a good man for avoiding that fucking place. I hate chain stores. And it’s nothing that grand. I travel to the south island of New Zealand years ago and realized, even here, at the bottom of the planet every damn town has a McDonald’s and a Starbucks. I like diversity and hate that ever fucking city in the modern world has the same shitty strip of box stores. It’s disgusting.
Haven’t eaten fast food in many, many years. Oh, and I don’t like coffee. I need downers, not uppers. I’m high-strung.
Discrimination against vegans. They have it so tough. Good lord.
Listen eat whatever the fuck you want, just don’t tell me about it and don’t take photos of it to put online. Just shut the fuck up and eat tofu. Or shut the fuck up and only eat pounds of meat and no bread. I don’t care, I just don’t want to hear about it.
Prince and I share a DOB. Us lucky bastards missed D-Day by one whopping day. Nice! I missed the guy this year. I have a purple bicycle with fenders for rain riding, thus, Purple Rain is its name. First birthday I’ve had without him alive. It sucked.
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I always said it would be nice if you could install your own IV drip bag before going to bed. I think tha would cure ’em.
At this point, I know myself pretty well. I’m good at getting drunk, pretty good at avoiding hangovers.
Also, I really, really wish people wouldn’t type or utter “WaPo.” It’s not a challenge to utter the full words, fellas.
Just sayin’…I’ve never had anyone feed me that bit of advice. Then again, I tend to tell people when I don’t like their food or don’t like them.
Also, the most depressing part of growing up for me: the realization that assholes don’t grow up and out of it, they just grow older. Really. I thought shitty people I knew in college and in my 20s would grow up and mature. NOPE! The world is full of aging fuckfaces.
I’m kinda coming to terms with it, but mainly but shutting off as much of the outside world as possible.
You need to do something about this immediately. Take if from someone with a 3 month old who wishes he had a single second to do anything. You’re 25. You have pretty much zero commitments. I lived in a major city when I was 25 and did anything and everything in my free time. It was incredible, as I wasn’t from a major city. Music, museums, outdoor movies, indoor movies, attending churches and synagogues just to see what the hell was going on (not kidding), college lectures, visiting friends, getting drunk, riding my bicycle all over.
Trust me, you need to enjoy this time as it likely won’t be like this forever. Enjoy being able to do whatever the fuck you want, when you want.
ALSO…you sound a bit depressed. I’d wager it’s going to bed watching stuff on your computer. Read a book or a magazine. Chewing holes in your brain watching some current hit show that’ll make your stomach turn in 6 months if you try to watch it again depresses the morale. I’m not kidding. I watch stuff too, but not in bed and not right before bed. I sound like a librarian, but seriously…I start and finish my day reading and it keeps my mind awake all day. Try it out.
A buddy recently told me his step father, when working as a big shot at a MAJOR local university, got tired of the job. He’d go to the library and spend all day reading, waiting for someone to say or do something. They never did. He was making 6 figures as well. To read all day. Amazing.
Oh, and I fucking hate it when a grocery store has a beer section and I can’t find a single beer to buy. Fuck, that blows. I don’t really like it, but as a default I’ll go for Bud. But for some reason, it’s pretty expensive where I live. I don’t get it.
Miller High Life is a standard default for me.
I’m avowedly against “craft” beer. I can’t stand to pay a lot for beer, so I drink basic ones. And shopping for beer is just plain stupid, imo. (And I love grocery shopping) Also, IPAs are awful. I either drink good ol’ Genesee Cream Ale (I’m from upstate NY) or there is a Polish beer at my local beer store. It’s a Euro size, $2.50 and 9% alcohol. One of those and a jigger of spirits and I’m all set.
Also, I never thought it would happen, but my stomach officially cannot handle much beer these days. I just feel full and bloated. Thus, one strong beer and I’m set.
In a pinch I can find another Russian import beer at a few local stores/shops. It’s also around 8%. Cheap and one beer results in a nice pleasant state. I can’t handle 6 domestics any longer. Laugh, but you’ll be there one day.
I had to serve as the sober driver for the last, and only, HS reunion I attended. Ugh.
New York City, you mean. As a New Yorker it’s annoying the entire great state is reduced to the five boroughs.
Having said that, my parents were born and raised in Brooklyn. I visited the city multiple times a year while growing up. I loved to visit…but you couldn’t pay me to live there. I loved living in Washington, DC during grad school, but I’ve hit an age where I want space, peace, and quiet.
Nice work, DrunkIntern. That is funny. And a great wish!
I would like to see some discussion of how much this sense of isolation is driven by the majority of people, especially “cool” urbanites, being more interested in staring at their palm and living in the virtual world than the actual world. Smart phones and social media have surely suckered in many millions of humans.
Technology has benefits, but many people are as addicted to their phones as drug addicts.
Grass is always greener. Once you’re dating or married…you’ll wish you were single and could play the field again. I promise. So, just enjoy where you’re at, plan as much as you can, but just see where life takes you as well.
I went to grad school, twice. That really put a delay on a lot of these things happening for me. I think a lot of people earning 2nd or 3rd degrees hit this “delay in growing up” slow down.
Very well put! Post undergrad was really rough for me. I played DI college sports on a scholarship and all I did from age 7-21 was chase that dream. All of a sudden I was 22 and had already lived my lifelong dream. It was hard for me for a few years, for sure.
Not looking for sympathy, just adding in that accomplishing your life goal at such a young age makes post-under or mid-20s even harder. Or, it did for me. No more practices, no more training, no more games, no more competition. Just jogging after work. Yeck.
When I was younger and lacked a conscience, sit down showers might have been nice. As an adult and someone who gives a shit about the planet, I take 5 minute showers and turn the water off in between getting wet and rinsing off.
But, as someone from Texas and wearing a ‘Bama shirt, I would guess you don’t give a shit about much, including Mother Earth. You probably let the water run while washing your hands and brushing your teeth too.
Bring on that – ratings, but that’s exactly how I feel.
Yikes. Multiple credit cards, waiting on a pay day to have just enough money to get by, and still paying to get your hands and feet worked on. I’m sensing some seriously questionable financial behavior/choices.
My mother is very well off because she and my father worked their asses off and saved like crazy. They’re now rich and retired and are blowing all my inheritance on constant trips all over the place. My mom loves having her nails done and I think she indulges herself around 3 times a year.
You better either marry into wealth or get your financial house in order unless you want to be working until you die.
Another reason to avoid donuts…
https://www.yahoo.com/news/orlando-man-arrested-police-mistake-man-says-doughnut-223344390–abc-news-topstories.html
That is amazing. I work in a very small office and it’s easy to not be the worst dressed guy. It’s only dudes, so we can wear whatever we want. As much as I like a fancy affair and the need to dress up, I can only be in a shirt, tie and jacket for like 4 hours until I go bonkers. I just can’t handle all that clothing.
Will, I often disagree with your opinions but you’re a good man for avoiding that fucking place. I hate chain stores. And it’s nothing that grand. I travel to the south island of New Zealand years ago and realized, even here, at the bottom of the planet every damn town has a McDonald’s and a Starbucks. I like diversity and hate that ever fucking city in the modern world has the same shitty strip of box stores. It’s disgusting.
Haven’t eaten fast food in many, many years. Oh, and I don’t like coffee. I need downers, not uppers. I’m high-strung.
Discrimination against vegans. They have it so tough. Good lord.
Listen eat whatever the fuck you want, just don’t tell me about it and don’t take photos of it to put online. Just shut the fuck up and eat tofu. Or shut the fuck up and only eat pounds of meat and no bread. I don’t care, I just don’t want to hear about it.
Prince and I share a DOB. Us lucky bastards missed D-Day by one whopping day. Nice! I missed the guy this year. I have a purple bicycle with fenders for rain riding, thus, Purple Rain is its name. First birthday I’ve had without him alive. It sucked.