This belongs in a museum
In a weird way, I’d be more upset if I was the better “this is the life you could live”. Like, a more successful me? Yeah, sure, I’ve made plenty of mistakes, missed plenty of opportunities.
But to be me as I am now and face a worse-off version of myself? At that point I’d be evaluating every step I take out of fear there’s still time for it to happen. What has that poor bastard been through? Where’s my guiding spirit to just managing to skip down the path of mediocrity?
I just did an hour long job interview that started with them asking if I could start tomorrow and ended with the company deciding they aren’t hiring anymore so I feel this post.
Sounds to me like you just dodged a missile.
I’d agree with you if I could find another job in this fucking town but that was my best bet in the last 2 weeks.