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What things should I never do?
Submitted by carlosjong, 23-04-2019, 03:18 PM, Thread ID: 129013
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23-04-2019, 03:18 PM
#1 When I was 17 I was daydreaming while driving a car. I had just had a chess lesson and beaten my instructor in a surprising way.
He was surprised and quickly reset the pieces so he could have revenge before the lesson was over. But it didnt matter. I had beaten him! Crushed him. DESTRUCTION!
Then I hit a guy with my car. I went straight through a red light at about 60 miles an hour and hit a station wagon.
Both cars went flying around in circles. All the windows were smashed. I somehow bounced out of the car and then bounced back in. All four fences on the corner were destroyed.
The cars stopped circling. He seemed to be unconscious. I ran to the closest house and called 911 and then called my parents. I was crying and shaking.
But I wasnt hurt. Not a scratch.
The police asked me. What were you doing? Were you drinking?
Chess lesson.
Chess. Lesson?
Yeah.
Were you drinking?
No.
The man I hit was an old man. I dont know how old. He broke his leg. An ambulance took him away.
My dads car was smashed.
I was ashamed. I was disgusted with myself. I never wanted to drive again. Even now, decades later, when I approach an interesection I often see a vivid hallucination of that station wagon, approaching the intersection at the exact same moment
People say, ?I dont have regrets because then my life wouldnt be where it is now.
Bullshit.
My life has mostly sucked.
The middle of the night. Waking up scared. Morning. Waking up anxious. At night, going to sleep afraid that I was going to wake up.
I made some very bad decisions. I gave up doing things I love in order to make money doing things I hate.
You know what running a hedge fund is. Its a non-stop effort at raising money from people whose asses you have to kiss. People you hate.
You know what running an ad agency is like? Its non-stop effort at making clients from people whose asses you have to kiss. People you hate.
When clients dictate your creativity. Ugh. Fucking shit.
I was afraid for health. I was afraid many years ago when a girlfriend got pregnant and I didnt know if I was ready.
I was afraid when I was dating someone and I coudlnt get ahold of her all night.
I hate waking up in the middle of the night and taking my waiters pad and adding up the numbers in my bank account.
Zero. Shit.
I lie down in bed and I cant breathe and my girlfriend at the time said, ?just breathe and I couldnt and why cant I and why was this happening to me.
I regret.
He was surprised and quickly reset the pieces so he could have revenge before the lesson was over. But it didnt matter. I had beaten him! Crushed him. DESTRUCTION!
Then I hit a guy with my car. I went straight through a red light at about 60 miles an hour and hit a station wagon.
Both cars went flying around in circles. All the windows were smashed. I somehow bounced out of the car and then bounced back in. All four fences on the corner were destroyed.
The cars stopped circling. He seemed to be unconscious. I ran to the closest house and called 911 and then called my parents. I was crying and shaking.
But I wasnt hurt. Not a scratch.
The police asked me. What were you doing? Were you drinking?
Chess lesson.
Chess. Lesson?
Yeah.
Were you drinking?
No.
The man I hit was an old man. I dont know how old. He broke his leg. An ambulance took him away.
My dads car was smashed.
I was ashamed. I was disgusted with myself. I never wanted to drive again. Even now, decades later, when I approach an interesection I often see a vivid hallucination of that station wagon, approaching the intersection at the exact same moment
People say, ?I dont have regrets because then my life wouldnt be where it is now.
Bullshit.
My life has mostly sucked.
The middle of the night. Waking up scared. Morning. Waking up anxious. At night, going to sleep afraid that I was going to wake up.
I made some very bad decisions. I gave up doing things I love in order to make money doing things I hate.
You know what running a hedge fund is. Its a non-stop effort at raising money from people whose asses you have to kiss. People you hate.
You know what running an ad agency is like? Its non-stop effort at making clients from people whose asses you have to kiss. People you hate.
When clients dictate your creativity. Ugh. Fucking shit.
I was afraid for health. I was afraid many years ago when a girlfriend got pregnant and I didnt know if I was ready.
I was afraid when I was dating someone and I coudlnt get ahold of her all night.
I hate waking up in the middle of the night and taking my waiters pad and adding up the numbers in my bank account.
Zero. Shit.
I lie down in bed and I cant breathe and my girlfriend at the time said, ?just breathe and I couldnt and why cant I and why was this happening to me.
I regret.
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