I noticed that no one else was outfitted in all black save some bad-ass bright fucking festive socks.
=== I also have posted a dozen times in this thread, and not a single one without a smart-ass impish grin.
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So much this.
Yes I make good money, largely because I’ve made good choices and genetic blessings, but I have been content at all the salary levels Ive been at. there are So many people earning so so so much more than me who just don’t seem to know how to be happy with it, just because their focus and priorities are in the wrong place.
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No flame impish wink
FYI if a serious convo is what you are after, perhaps this is not the thread for you…?
I wouldn’t know serious if it bit me on the ass.
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I swear the shape of my face directs fragments up under my glasses, which probably makes the difference between something being just stuck and a full blown injury.
Last fall, me and another guy chased a tiny piece of aluminum around with a Q-tip and a squirt bottle for almost 2 hours before giving up and just having a doc do it.
He snagged it in like 2 seconds.
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I wouldn’t consider myself advanced or marketable but a small, local fitness company offered me free shit to market me as one of their successes.
Confession I almost did it because you know free shit
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My friend’s father is a cardiologist. He works at the very least 70 hours of shift work per week, and is on 24/7 call for a week every 2 months.
He makes a mint, but no amount of money could make me want to work that many hours.
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Ain’t that the truth.
My mom budgets her butt off, and still manages to keep her Challenger in tip top shape, she buys one new outfit every two weeks, and takes us out to eat once a month or so.
My grandma willed the house to her so she only has to pay 500$, a month for a three bedroom two bath house. Cable, WiFi, phones, groceries, stuff for our cars, four dogs and two cats, and my brothers step daughter stays with us too, and she still manages to keep stuff in check, and still have time to come home and relax.
Me and hubby give her an additional 350$ to stay at her house, but amongst the five people who stay here she is THE boss lady. If she sneezes the whole house stands at attention.
One day my stepdad tried to cop an attitude, after she had a rough day at work…my goodness…I have never fretted for the safety of someone’s two front teeth, ever, than I did that afternoon.
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That’s either a 14 hour shift for five days, or 11-12 hours 6-7 days. Either way I say cudos for the discipline because I start losing my mind after 6 hours, and feel like crap after 9.
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I’m of the opinion that you should suffer when you’re young and are able to take a lot of shit. I did the 16+ hr work days, 6-7 days a week building a small company until I was 33. Plus entertaining hard-drinking clients after hours every other day on average. Lost 100lbs and would probably go crazy if i had to do the same now. Nowadays, I estimate my actual work hours are around 4-5 hours a day with 2 hour lunch breaks. Build a foundation and you can do whatever the fuck you want later on without having to worry about finances.
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I personally don’t think I need to make myself suffer in life more than I already have. Work my butt off? Heck yes. Suffer? Never. I may be relating to the word differently than you are, but then again, suffering is suffering. Perhaps I’m too softhearted deep down inside, idk. Forgive me if I sound like some pansy-ass millennial.
I understand your viewpoint though.
I think I’m doing A-Ok in terms of building a foundation for myself. I’ve broken myself of thinking I need a plethora of cars, a huge house, designer this that and the other, newest technology, and all that. I told my Husband recently that I’d be okay staying comfortably in a decent apartment for next 30-40 years if it means I get to be comfortable. I feel like I’ve tried my absolute hardest to go about this smart/least stressful way, and I know it probably isn’t a lot, but my husband and I have saved 5 grand since we first met eachother, and we put some away every month, and my dad keeps it locked away for us so we don’t touch anything. At least until I graduate, then I can actually put it into a proper savings account.
I’m the first of my family to even to go to college. Let alone graduate. Once I graduate, finish internship, I can probably take it easy with 5-6 work hour days, 5 days a week. That’s a nice schedule to me, espeacially if I get to work early.
But even aside from alllllllllllllllllllll of that.
Thanks for your advice. Most folks my age don’t hear a damn thing anyone tells them until life is about to falcon punch them square in the face. I know I’m rather weird sometimes, but my ears are always open to others and what they have to say. A lot of what you said reminds me of my Dad. He too thinks very similarly to you (not a bad thing).
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Yeah I’m just saying push the limits with regard to your threshold for working your butt off.
In the end, people value different things. That’s ok. My point is there is a limited window in which you are able to take shit lol. So if your goals involve taking a lot of shit, make the most of it.
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Oh yea. Definitely.
Sorry for reading between the lines so hard.
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Nah. People told me the same thing when I was younger. I developed a sense of urgency because I am who I am. My quality of life could completely take a backseat when I was working towards a goal because I didn’t value it as much then. It all depends on the individual and what he/she values more.
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Silly but true example : I joined the army so I could get a tertiary education when I was younger. Nowadays you’re not even going to be able to convince me to go on a camping trip if I have to sleep on the floor in a fucking tent. Fuck nature.
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I didn’t train today, went to the pub after work and shouted the guys from work instead
Ha! Can’t disagree about the nature comment. I find it funny how nothing about a weight room even remotely scares me or puts me off anymore. Heck, not even death scares me anymore.
But this afternoon, I was sweeping the back porch and a quarter sized grass spider jumped from under the broom, and it felt like I was in some episode of the Saw movies.
Just panic. Utter panic.
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Confession: When catching up with this thread I don’t read the long winded comments.
Then I scroll down and someone replies I read those, have no idea what they’re talking about so i have to read the original comment to catch up…do it almost daily
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It’s an evolutionary thing. It’s fun trying to control that fear at times. You are in control, not your baser instincts 
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Every time I try to be calm, especially if the spider is like super close to me I just end up crying. I’m cool with snakes (the small garden-like ones),roaches, grasshoppers, wasps, bees, and lizards. I Still avoid them, but if it’s near me I have no problem shooing it outside or ignoring it, or trying to kill it.
It’s just something about damn spiders. Their movement patterns just fuck with my psyche way too much. The one time I didn’t care about a spider being close to or on me was when I was reasonably drunk.
The worst thing about building muscle: muscular soreness is much worse when you’ve got a ton of muscle to be sore with.
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