I’ve been applying for a new job recently and one of the last parts of the application is me sending 3 new character references. In other words, I need to give them the names, emails, and numbers of three people who I think would be able to give the people interviewing me a good idea of who I am. That was one of the most eye-opening things I’ve had to do recently. Who did I have in mind? Absolutely, no one. I have to admit that I am a hermit. I live and breathe in front of my computer. Do I regret it? Not really. I could have done other things like find a local girlfriend and spend most of my time dating her or maybe go out and do some sports in this pandemic. Well, I admit I prefer the comforts of my laptop, thank you very much. I still had to send them some names though, so I had to go to my past. Yes, my past, something I wish I never had to open but will always find its way back to my life. It’s pretty awkward to message someone you’ve never heard of recently and now I have the gull to ask them for their information. I eventually did get to send them the data. I hope all is well now and I get the job because if not, it would have been a terrible waste of some good humiliation. It’s not the end of the world, I guess.
I know there is still something wrong with me. Why can’t I live a normal healthy life like everybody else? Well, If I do calculate the time I spent on things, I would say 30% of my life is spent watching Netflix, 30% is spent playing games, and 40% is spent sleeping and that means I’m a total loser complaining about how bad my life is when in fact I’m just a lazy bum. This is a problem. And the job thing is sort of a solution for me. But I think the real issue with me is that my priorities are messed up. Maybe that’s a good thing. I’m trying to figure myself out and this is the true way. We’ll see. Even now, I am trying to avoid doing actual productive things. What a sad reality this is for me. But again, I’m keeping my hopes up. Everything will get better. I really hope it does.
