I met my replacement this evening, in the university. Well, what a fucking nerd. He seems like an alright bloke, but I am hard enough on myself as it is. If I was him, there would be a lot of cutting and general self-harm involved.
It is such a relief to know that there is not a bigger, better, faster, smarter, stronger and better looking version of me out there. I try really hard to be good and do well, and if there was somebody who was just beating me, and I could not understand why, then it would fuck with my philosophy of the world.
I just read his cv. It is pretty impressively written. I might use it as a subsection of mine.
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hahahahahaa dude... i really don't knwo what to say to this, besides email me a copy of his cv please, wouldn't mind using some of it here too!
Why do I sense insecurity there?
That, is not you. You're not human remember?
It would die a death in industry. I did not realise academics from toff universities would really go for stuff that crappy. I have actually done all of it, the organising undergraduate maths sessions and all that, but I did not think it would be relevant.
ABU, you ever thought maybe people most often come across, due to overcompensation, as the opposite to what they are?
So now I understand wat u meant by a comment u made of my blog a while back. ;P
Don't be too hard on urself. In the working world, everyone is replaceable. And u, my friend, are no exception.
But i agree, it does feel good to know he's not all the things u mentioned he's not. ;)
If I've understood correctly, by that logic, you are a sensitive loving caring sentimental human being?
Hard to imagine. But I'll rest my case here.
It is relieving, Miss Shoush.
Manutd, I moved my stuff immediately so the little old lady could sit down on the bus, even though there were spare seats further back and I knew it would make me really uncomfortable for the rest of the 4 hour trip this afternoon, and then I rang the cops because this guy was walking down the street punching things until his knuckles were bleeding and screaming "I'll fucking kill him", and I did not want the poor (nuts) bloke to get himself into trouble. I am bloody lovely.
atleast u acknowledge that he's competent enough.. that's a 1st for me
You mean it is the first time you have seen me acknowledge somebody is competent? It happens, regularly, but maybe I forget to mention it.
hmm, i wud like to think so...
how modest of u !
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