I hope that after I die, people will say of me, “That guy sure owed me a lot of money.”
At age 31, this was me:
Week 1: Sitting at home, unemployed, is awesome!
Week 2: Sitting at home, unemployed, is awesome!
Week 3: Sitting at home, unemployed, is awesome!
Week 4: Sitting at home and unemployed is the worst thing ever in the world. Please someone stab my eyes with a salted spork and kick my teeth in just to give me a different type of pain! I would not wish this horrendous boredom and depression upon my worst enemy (or any previous bosses). Please bosses, call me back and offer me a job! I promise to play slightly less Minecraft on company time!
So how did I end up here? After all, my parting words in A Million ...