I think I take for granted how organized serial killers
typically are. It occurred to me the other day how messy my non-murderous
co-workers can be. It’s been engrained for so long that cleanliness, timing,
and preparedness are essential to living; I never thought otherwise. Mind you,
I am far from obsessive compulsive – not that far – but it just makes sense to
me that you have to do the work.
How do normal people not have multiple contingency plans? In
an oddly inspirational way, you only have one life and trust me when I say it
could end at any moment; you might as well try to get it right the first time.
I’m sorry, I’m just frustrated over our manager meeting on
Monday. Nobody had a fucking clue what they were talking about and there’s been
an email thread since 8am yesterday with follow up questions that could have
been addressed in the meeting if people had actually been prepared.
It makes me appreciate the work ethic that I built through
years of murder. I don’t wish more people would do it – the market is saturated
enough as it is – but I wish more people would pick out the positive attributes
and use it in their everyday life.
The world would be much better if there were more serial
killer-esque human beings in the world.
As always, dear readers,
Stay Safe
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