When shit happens, and you can’t do shit – it’s bullshit

First, I do freelance creative work, and I did 2 solid months worth of work for one new client, valued at around $8,000. The client said, “we wrote the cheque, and it’s on the way”. That was a month ago. Now, they don’t answer my emails anymore.

What I can do about it?: fuck-all.

I put up my website, and it was hacked by socially-maladjusted degenerates. I ask them to be decent and remove the link. They tell me to fuck off.

What I can do about it?: fuck-all.

Right after the hack gets fixed, ALL my sites go down due to the most massive and epic server failure in the history of my webhost company. It takes them almost 24 hours to get things sorted out.

What I can do about it?: fuck-all.

Was I pissed? Fuckin’ right. Did I feel ass-raped? Yup. Did feeling that way help me? Not one fuckin’ bit. I was totally charming for about 72 hours, miserable and no fun to talk to. My friends try to help me see the upsides, but I was too pissed. The upside, I couldn’t see at the time, is that I have friends willing to spend their personal time talking to a miserable version of me, telling me there must be an upside. That is the upside, as it turns out.

Thanks George, and Anthony.

Shit happens, and you can’t do shit. But, that’s not true, actually. You can. You can say, “Fuck it.” Do what you can, and don’t sweat the rest. I forgot that.

Speaking of things I CAN do, I can show you teenage naked girls getting fucked. Here’s some Teen Barbie Doll and Krista. Hit those likes, and get on with your day.

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