If I see a dude <30 in a Lincoln I think:
A) premium rental car
B) Grandpa willed him a car, how sad/nice
C) it’s 10 years old and the dubs its riding on are rented
If liking pics of 18y/o Australian “sponsored bikini model” surfer chicks is wrong, well….yeah, it is wrong, and I don’t care, I’d doing it anyways. #katie.mawson
Hit on Natalie Portman at a Harvard party once in 2000 on a dare. No idea who she was at the time. Nice girl. “Hi, I’m Chris, from XXX U.” “Hi, I’m Natalie, I go here.” Blah blah blah. I’m not a brunette guy and it was early so I didn’t press my luck. Did get a “bye Chris, have a great night” when she was leaving which made my buddies (who knew who she was) freak out.
Live where your office is. If you work downtown, live downtown. If not, live in the burbs. Get a place near the train, which is where all the burbs bars are anyways.
C-Lake. I can cut you a deal, I let it go for just 10% over current market value. I’m usually at La Tasca, or Peggy’s. Hit Cortland’s Sunday night for the Pat’s game, cheese fries are solid.
Big issue with #V; it’s probably not a la carte, so go ahead and try the fancy stuff, bride’s dad is laying out the same coin either way. Might as well get his money’s worth.
As a substitute: always ensure you have 2 fresh drinks right before sitting down to dinner; usually the bar closes up and you need to get through lots of painful speeches before salvation comes back in the form of another 7&7. Like the Boy Scouts, Be Prepared.
Happy about no more yard work? I live for that shit. After a soul-sucking week staring at spreadsheets, a little mowing and pruning and shit at least feels like I’m doing something productive. Get to screw around with power tools, throw out phrases like “yeah, carb was gummed up but I got ‘er purring now” and drink beer outdoors while taking credit for “chores”. Yard work keeps me sane.
Wife and I never worked downtown, always had jobs in the Chicago ‘burbs. After a painful year renting a small “luxury” condo we bought a house far out, realized our mistake, and just bought much closer in an old suburbs neighborhood. When I stand on my back patio grilling on charcoal in my undershirt pounding a Miller Lite throwback can, the right Instagram filter makes it impossible to tell if it’s 2015 or 1965. It’s beautiful. #burblife
An MBA from a non-top 25 school is not a ticket to I-banking megabucks, but my local state school MBA has opened a few doors or nosed me to the top of the resume pile a few times. Basically, I just don’t want to be the only guy without MBA after my name applying for a job. But I got a past employer to pay for mine, I’d feel differently about the ROI had I laid out for it.
“I mean, sure, a couple had the practical engineering and accounting degrees that led to meaningful employment”
Not a coincidence. As an accountant who now works in finance (and I skipped the soul-sucking big 4 step) it amazes me people don’t realize how easy a path to “success” (read: upper middle class) this is.
Until you need to repair it. Which will be frequently.
I also follow Kate Upton and (don’t google her) Brooke Marks.
If I see a dude <30 in a Lincoln I think:
A) premium rental car
B) Grandpa willed him a car, how sad/nice
C) it’s 10 years old and the dubs its riding on are rented
She’s near-identical to a chick I used to work with that DOESN’T post pics of herself in a bikini every day, so…yes.
If liking pics of 18y/o Australian “sponsored bikini model” surfer chicks is wrong, well….yeah, it is wrong, and I don’t care, I’d doing it anyways. #katie.mawson
The McChicken has already been somewhat of a game changer (two of those + $1 large drink + insane IL taxes = <$4) but…mozzarella sticks? Oh man.
Hit on Natalie Portman at a Harvard party once in 2000 on a dare. No idea who she was at the time. Nice girl. “Hi, I’m Chris, from XXX U.” “Hi, I’m Natalie, I go here.” Blah blah blah. I’m not a brunette guy and it was early so I didn’t press my luck. Did get a “bye Chris, have a great night” when she was leaving which made my buddies (who knew who she was) freak out.
Live where your office is. If you work downtown, live downtown. If not, live in the burbs. Get a place near the train, which is where all the burbs bars are anyways.
C-Lake. I can cut you a deal, I let it go for just 10% over current market value. I’m usually at La Tasca, or Peggy’s. Hit Cortland’s Sunday night for the Pat’s game, cheese fries are solid.
Big issue with #V; it’s probably not a la carte, so go ahead and try the fancy stuff, bride’s dad is laying out the same coin either way. Might as well get his money’s worth.
As a substitute: always ensure you have 2 fresh drinks right before sitting down to dinner; usually the bar closes up and you need to get through lots of painful speeches before salvation comes back in the form of another 7&7. Like the Boy Scouts, Be Prepared.
Happy about no more yard work? I live for that shit. After a soul-sucking week staring at spreadsheets, a little mowing and pruning and shit at least feels like I’m doing something productive. Get to screw around with power tools, throw out phrases like “yeah, carb was gummed up but I got ‘er purring now” and drink beer outdoors while taking credit for “chores”. Yard work keeps me sane.
I’m in Arlington Heights. Same offer.
Wife and I never worked downtown, always had jobs in the Chicago ‘burbs. After a painful year renting a small “luxury” condo we bought a house far out, realized our mistake, and just bought much closer in an old suburbs neighborhood. When I stand on my back patio grilling on charcoal in my undershirt pounding a Miller Lite throwback can, the right Instagram filter makes it impossible to tell if it’s 2015 or 1965. It’s beautiful. #burblife
This is about 72% of my “college savings plan”.
I’m in Chicago and don’t ski. Can I aprés golf and aprés sail and aprés work and?
An MBA from a non-top 25 school is not a ticket to I-banking megabucks, but my local state school MBA has opened a few doors or nosed me to the top of the resume pile a few times. Basically, I just don’t want to be the only guy without MBA after my name applying for a job. But I got a past employer to pay for mine, I’d feel differently about the ROI had I laid out for it.
Or overcompensate by drinking too much.
Welcome to the internet. I see you’re new here. A/S/L?
Down voted on Buffalo Trace over Woodford? You guys are wrong.
“I mean, sure, a couple had the practical engineering and accounting degrees that led to meaningful employment”
Not a coincidence. As an accountant who now works in finance (and I skipped the soul-sucking big 4 step) it amazes me people don’t realize how easy a path to “success” (read: upper middle class) this is.