infectedwithrage asked: Birthdays are like boogers. The more you have the harder it is to breathe!
wentdog asked: HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!!
Thank you, sir! The day is light on the fucking, but high on the happy.
walelawho asked: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASSHOLE! <3
Thank you! I appreciate you using my formal name as well. :)
it’s a lot like being an offensive lineman in football (American). It was a hard adjustment for me because I was always a skill position (quarterback) kinda guy. Still, in time you learn and accept or you fail.
Absolutely no one gives a shit about the job you do, until you aren’t doing it and then everyone will lose their mind on you as it becomes undeniably clear that the failure lies squarely on your shoulders. Your team won’t always win because of you, but if you don’t do your job, it’s assured that you will lose.
There is very little credit, or ‘atta boys’ that will be coming your way and the few that will be given to you are coming from other people who have played that spot knowing just how difficult it can be to perform day in, day out. Additionally, those are the same people who have carried the same burden as you and they don’t want to hear any of your sniveling. No one has a gun to your head. You have to want it.
Honestly, it’s the best job any man can hold with the worst job description. I couldn’t imagine wanting anything more.
It’s all my fault, that’s pretty much the worst part. I’m gonna spend the rest of the day hanging out in appliance/home improvement stores and learn stuff.
The whole doing it alone thing is the worst, but that’s my fault as well.