A guy at work made the comment that he really enjoyed working with me and what a nice guy I was despite how much shit my coworkers talk about me.
As I was scrolling though Facebook I realized two things happened. First, I got angry and sad. Which I think most people do. Second, I signed out and took a well needed break.
We have become a world of consumption. Marketing and advertising have become game changers. No longer do we buy what we need. We buy what we’re told.
In a world such as today the hardest thing to be is ourselves. With social media and every asshole and their mother making comments and being critics.
The Cucumber Vodka Cilantro Soda is this months coping cocktail. Booze makes coping with people’s bullshit so much easier.
The cashier who doesn’t acknowledge your existence. The bartender with the worst attitude. The nurse who could give a shit about your well being. Your government who steals and lies right to your face.
I had a phone call with a friend I had worked with in the past. We strolled down memory lane and reminisced as to what a soul eating, dream crushing, miserable people and “How does this place stay open?” environment we once worked.