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Cake day: July 22nd, 2023

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  • Book changed my life in college, but for reasons lemmy will hate.

    Never had a shred of work ethic. Reading that book stunned me. “If this man can persevere through that, why am I such a wuss?”

    Worked hard at every job since, moved up if there was the opportunity to do so. I soon realized that if you kick ass at your job, you can write your own ticket. Even if it’s not much more money, or a fat promotion, the least you get is a better schedule, acceptance of fuck ups, or whatever it is you want out of the place.

    Gain skills and experience, quit, acquire new job, rinse and repeat.

    When we moved to Florida 20-years ago, my two friends and I had no family, no jobs, no other friends. One guy started at an oil change place, way below his skill set. He’d work at a place for 6-months or a year, quit when they quit giving him more money, got a better job, rinse and repeat. He finally chilled after 10-years or so and settled into a job as a service manager for a major car dealership, $100K+, probably $150K today.



  • Similar story, but I was the guy. Kinda.

    Broke up with my gf (both about 50-yo) who lived across the street. (Dumb situation, I KNOW.) We were still fuck buddies. Our friend down the street was having a Christmas party. Told her we’d go as a date, just for the night.

    Friend had a couple of young girls over no one knew, but he was, most literally, banging one in his bedroom. Flesh smacking, spanking, walls shaking, all that. Yikes.

    My girl was out back talking to a mutual friend. The 20-something girl whose friend was getting banged was mad jealous of her friend getting laid, so she was hitting on me. I was looking sharp, wearing a tux, all that. (Picture for reference, not that night.)

    My god. It took ALL my willpower to fight her off.

    “I’m sorry, but I agreed to be with my friend tonight and I’m not going to hurt her.”

    <grabs me and sticks her tongue in my mouth>

    Heaven

    “I’m not going to hurt her like this.”

    She smelled and tasted like life itself. I now know what melange is. I could see through time.

    “I can’t do this. Maybe another night?”

    <grabs me, kisses me>

    Rinse and repeat for 30 minutes.

    Anyway, my ex and I went home and had freaky, tied-up-in-heels-and-fishnet sex. Very memorable. But I’d still kill or die for that 20-something girl. She gave me her number, blew me off the next day. Fine. :(

    Anyway, after all the drama my ex caused me a month later, I should have fucked the other girl.

    Anyway, I still have some little faith in my moral strength.

    Anyway, still mad.


  • We buy almost nothing new except consumables. I could spend an hour, probably two, showing you around our house and pointing out all the things I made, found on the road, bought used or was given, etc. Our vehicles are 2002, 2004 and 2014.

    Not sure we’ve ever bought Christmas stuff. Our house is lit up like none other on the block this year. Wife toted home a milk crate packed with lights the other day, free. The nice tree in the living room? No idea where it came from, sure didn’t buy it at Walmart.

    Tried a new coat today my wife got for $1, had to cut the tags off. Damn it’s soft and warm! Had to make myself stop buying shoes and clothes at the thrift, have way too many.

    Just got done making my own soap. Still not curing for some reason. :( Got some borax and will try making my own laundry soap next.

    This year I grew loofa sponges. Got at least a year’s supply of scrub pads, kitchen and shower, won’t spend a dime on that shit. I’d have a 3-year supply, but made mistakes learning. I’ll grow next year and probably skip a few years after that harvest. Also, the seeds sell for $5/20 on eBay. I have hundreds, if not 1000+.