Or how I quit my job in three panels or less.
James Acaster probably my fav standup comedian.
He has wit and delivery that most could only dream of.
And knocking forty but still looks like that kid in your primary school class that was always getting into scrapes
started making it
Absolutely can’t relate.
His telling of this event [severely jetlagged] adds even more to the story.
Me when I want to switch careers before my “career” has even begun and I actually don’t want to have a career at all :)
What am I doing with my life
Sounds like a perfectly natural self-preservation reaction to increasingly hostile and oppressive working conditions (not saying all jobs, just most jobs). Why would anyone want a career when most people with careers only complain (and rightfully so) about burnout, depression, and an overall loss of that particular spark of life which pushes us forward.
Hell, just last month we’ve had a case where a 26-year-old woman committed you-know-what within 24 hours of getting a performance review at work, in which management complained that her already burgeoning workload wasn’t burgeoning enough…
Old fart unrequested advice time: delay it as much as you practically can, saying this as a 30-something who wishes he’d taken a couple of years off after high-school to figure stuff out. If you can’t find something which’ll spark joy in your heart, then try to find something which won’t completely ruin it, at least - like elevator music, something you can ignore. And in the meantime, lean into your passions.
And, most importantly, don’t get stuck in thinking about productivity. Productivity is nothing but a societal construct meant to make us hate ourselves if we’re not constantly working. But biology doesn’t function like that, and it is never idle. Even when doing “nothing,” your body is churning away at perpetuating your existence, which, if you ask me, is the hardest job of them all nowadays…
Me every time I try cooking.
