Yesterday Vegas wrote an article on why I can’t find a job. I could be mad at him but he was mostly right in his points. Except # 4 I dress decent to interviews, and do not wear shorts to them! I am not even mad because for two years I have been self reflecting on what has gone wrong in my professional career. It has not been pretty but I keep going because that’s the only thing I know how to do. Despite what I may say on SKA I am not a quitter, I do have a backbone unlike Vegas. I am also not mad because I wrote multiple articles shredding apart SKA members. It was my time to be roasted. Lets call it Karma.
I was once a pretty happy young man. Sure I had my struggles, and frustrations but I was pretty happy with life. My roommates used to call me Mr. Smiley because I smiled so much at practices. Part of that was that I was so socially awkward that I laughed at all times, laughed because I didn’t know how to talk. Hell I still don’t know how to hold a conversation. Then I got beat down by life a bit in 2011. I tried majoring in nursing and failed miserably. That was a waste of a year. I started getting irrationally angry at Billy Beane. I started getting so angry at 49ers games, I once almost caused my uncle eye damage when I threw a glass cup against the room after they lost to Giants in NFFCG. Slowly I got more angry until I hit the climax in 2014. Ask members of SKA how angry I was during that year at sports. I was so irrationally angry at the A’s and Jed York. I still hate Jed York. In MAY of 2015 I graduated from SJSU, the school Vegas keeps mocking. I worked a job on campus until April 2016. I was working with formerly incarcerated inmates, helping them expunge their records and getting them into school’s and shelters. I actually started out as intern in August 2014, and progressed from there. Since then I have been doing everything from being in a paralegal program, to contract jobs, to working at my dad’s store. We do NOT sell Slurpee’s despite what BMT and 4905 say.
I am not mad at Vegas. He’s right I can not fuckin properly write sentences. I do have anger issues. I have worked on improving those aspects since last April. I see it is not going well. That being said, I’m not letting that skinny 21 year old bitch rape me in the ass with no lube. At least I graduated with a degree, something Vegas wont do. He is going to be in the same situation as me in five years. Actually, I hope him nothing but the best. I hope he graduates and gets a entry level job in his field that leads him to big things. Do that math you fuckin social outcast nerd. In the meantime, I am going to be positive and keep believing. Maybe my grandpa and I are the only people that believe in me, but that is all I need. My grandpa is like the Indian version of Bob. He is a great man. I am on a mission for inter peace, because being angry takes too much energy. It’s a waste of time. So, if 49ers fans want to love Jimmy GQ go ahead. If Seahawks fans think their team is still good, fine. If Bob wants to be delusional as fuck about Mariners that’s great. You’ll be you. Believe in your teams. I know that’s not the Nav you know, and sounds whack. I am pulling a Lisa. Deal with it.
Oh, I am going to quote Tupac for a minute. Vegas, I’m not a killer but don’t push me.
Next time I am going to talk baseball because opening day is approaching and I love baseball. Go A’s.
