Students who use the verb “work” instead of “study”
Let me try to illustrate:
"WORKING"
ACTUAL WORKING.
Saying “I have to work” in order to pretend you’re busy and productive is not convincing anyone. Unless you’re studying for nation-wide University-entry one-opportunity exams, you have no excuse whatsoever to use the word “work” instead of “HOMEWORK”. Now that I think about it, what you describe as “work” must be some lame-ass project that someone else has already done and all you need to do is GOOGLE IT.
People who act busy
They are everywhere. This phenomena is more intense in more developed countries. Being busy is a trend, it’s a must. Having free time is a no no. Well, fuck off. I spend 10 hours of each of my day in work, I cook, clean, dress, pay my bills, watch 5 series, AND I STILL HAVE FREE FUCKING TIME.
Students who act busy
Subcategory of the previous one. I must admit this is something I discovered here, we don’t have that kind of mania in Greece. Even students of Medicine and Law are not busy back home. Hell, even PHD students doing research in sub-atomic particles are not busy.
Here, “Tourism studies” students happen to be busy. They have “work”. They sleep early, party once or twice a month, and don’t let their personal relationships get into the way of their careers. SMACK MY ASS AND CALL ME JUDY. Stupid pricks.
People that stand in the left lane of the METRO stairs.
Unless you have been in some CAVE for the last past 10 years, you must have heard the news: IF YOU DON’T WANT TO MOVE, STAY ON THE RIGHT, ASSHOLE.
Girls who still think sex is something they have to do in order to please a guy.
Classic example, an-orgasmic chick who goes:
“I am not a slut to have sex every day! If you want to do that go do it with someone else!”
Bet your sorry ass I will ! THIS IS NOT the 1950′s. WAKE UP. GET A LIFE.
As most of you know, I spent the previous academic year of my life studying in a Business School, located, let’s say, around the Southern France area. And since recently I finished my studies there (oh what an achievement that was LOL) (I can now officially use that paper to WIPE MY ASS) , I decided to let out some steam and narrate some stuff about it.
First of all let me begin by saying that I had the chance to meet few good people over there. You can say whatever you want about “geeks” but until this very day I find it that Computer Literate people are the most “innocent” (kind, not constantly trying to screw you over). Sometimes distant, sometimes weird, anti-social, but always the coolest and least pretentious.
Leaving these and some few exceptions aside, I spent one year between a whole bunch of ASS KISSERS. What I define as the lowest form of life on earth, less decent than a shit-fly that feeds on crap from your toilet.
Oh god. I mean these people would not only kiss but LICK your WHOLE ass just with the hint that you MIGHT have business connections. And when I realized what I was dealing with, I messed with them big-time. I always pretended to be “the poor immigrant who came from the poor country to the advanced (my ass) France in order to find a job in the local supermarket” and watched as they run away from me like I had a disease of some kind. The comments that were made in the Uni about my presence had mostly to do with my nationality and that was about it. I have some cases in which people who started talking to me just like that (to inquire possible stuff they could take advantage of) , after I told them the story they didn’t want to hear, next day pretended they didn’t even know me. I spent one year with these “lovely” people.
POOR BASTARDS! How fun would it be if they knew a bit more about my connections or about the fact that my first salary next month will be the sum of their 12 month internship fee, not even mentioning the $ I was able to spent last year while they were eating TUNA sandwiches and drinking no-name beer.
Yep, my folks were lucky enough to have shitloads of money. This is the main reason I DON’T GIVE A FUCK about ANYTHING, never brag or show off. (I do the opposite)(well maybe except now!). I was taught to appreciate life most of all, and I decided my life moto will be ENJOY LIFE and fuck everything cause tomorrow you may die. As simple as that.
I didn’t hang around with my costume in a SCHOOL, even in a Business SCHOOL, (still a school!) just to make a point.
I didn’t hang around people I DON’T LIKE licking their asses just cause MAYBE TOMORROW THEY GIVE ME A JOB.
I only speak to people if I really like talking with them, and this is why they help me. (good moment to say thanks to those people, although I will come back to that in a separate post)
Cause I have news for you young career ass-kissing business school boys and girls:
PEOPLE UNDERSTAND IT WHEN YOU’RE TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THEM.
Noone is THAT stupid. If they were AS STUPID as you think they are, they wouldn’t have that job position that makes them so attractive to your eyes in the first place.
Anyway, to sum up, I don’t know if I should feel disgust or just sadness for all those people. I mean they’re sad after all. Their whole life is a fucking scenario. They have everything worked out, they LICK their way to the top day after day.
There’s this old 1991 film of Danny Devito that I used to watch it with my dad. And there’s a scene in the film, this one:
This is exactly what the lives of those people remind me. “Whoever has the most when he dies Wins!”. Cause they don’t think about what’s REALLY going on in life. Young people who don’t have fun in their lives. Who don’t fall In love cause it might INTERACT WITH THEIR CAREER PLANS. Who say that they want “experiences” now that they’re young, and what do they do? Travel around random countries posting their photos on Facebook.
Newsflash: Cancer incidents are rising. One day you’re doing your nice life in your nice office in your perfectly calculated life and 6 months later you’re coughing blood and praying to God it’s just a cold.
