That's it. I got fired. My boss got fed up with me and everything I submitted to them. Currently at the bar putting my thoughts down. I just wanted to create something new and provoking. Controversial and edgy. Apparently it was way too much for a wide audience and needed to be dropped. So I ended up wasting at least 3 weeks worth of progress for the company. If they wanted something cheap and overdone, they could've just said so. Make something superhero (with diversity). Make some sob story about some non-white ethnic group's struggle (which seems to contribute more to the segregation of ethnic group in question rather than everybody getting along but I'm not heavily invested in the topic). Make something vive la résistance (When did we start praising rebellion? Was it Che's fault?). Anything along those lines. But they never gave me an outline like that. "Just do like you always do!" Well, I gave up on that. Repeating the same thing gets stale. I gave them something unheard of. I gave them a million dollar concept and they rewarded me with a boot out the door. What am I going to say to my wife? I've already been disappointing her throughout the years because I'm not into BDSM (and something about how black men have better sexual skills than I do) and this might just be the fall. What about the kids? They stopped talking to me and started spending time with their friends more, going to strange rallies about LGBBQ or something. I want to give them independence but this might be too much. If they want to join the food industry and open a smokehouse, I guess it's fine. But at the same time I feel like I'm missing the bigger picture here. Are smokehouses the latest trend now? I remember avocado and those weird fish bowls from Hawaii (which uses raw fish of all things. Disgusting. Went to a sushi place in China once where the fish were "Always fresh, never frozen," and I had to shit out a tapeworm. Disgusting) were getting popular just yesterday.

Anyway, I should add from before how my wife and kids weren't around to celebrate my birthday. Well, they haven't even sent a message. Parents obviously don't want anything from me. Coworkers? They're not anymore. What about the people at the bar? Do they care? On my right is some old, ugly man talking to the bartender about how excited he is to go to Thailand to meet his girlfriend. I don't understand how looks like his are getting affection but I suppose when the only suitable mates you have are ladyboys your standards get lowered. Can't blame him.

On my left are 2 cute middle-aged women indulging in beer (Not my type. I prefer women young and drink cocktails that got me called a faggot back in college. I tried to pick a fight with the frat boys over it but they pulled my pants down and took photos of my unerect penis and showed it to their girlfriends. My nickname became 'Tiny Pecker' and I hated it. Never again) while having a conversation about how they still haven't met a good guy. Poor souls. I suppose the articles about how the single life is what everybody should be doing (while having casual sex and orgies of course) didn't follow what they really desired. Besides, the planet is getting too populated anyways (but we need to help keep poor people in poor countries fed by donating to a non-profit organization that doesn't use the money to stop the poor people in poor countries from reproducing. Ultimately, we won't ever come to terms where they are able to be left alone and not contribute to the overpopulation of Earth because they just won't stop having children they can't feed on their own) so why am I so concerned about their single status (Maybe it's because I can't come to a proper conclusion on how educated countries are being told to stop reproducing but should let waves of foreigners in that don't have an idea about stopping reproduction to save the planet)?

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How the hell did this happen? I did extensive research to make this project blow minds! I interviewed many, many different persons and got a general idea of what they wanted to share with me (even if I didn't understand many of the terms half the time like 'Rick Owens' or 'anime' or something about cute girls in Japanese video games) and created a work off it! It can get dark. It can get heavy. It can get real weird and bizarre, but that's what made it 'it'. Maybe it was because I didn't get any females into this? The entertainment world really are pushing for women to get involved in any and every role in production (I wouldn't cheat on my wife but I heard you can get real far as a girl if you don't report sexual harassment to HR especially if its the big guys making the moves). Other than that though, Mr. Goldstein is hardheaded. I know this is a business but there are things that go below the surface that should have the spotlight shined on.

In any case, what I have to do is find a new job. I have 3 degrees. I should be able to find one easily (but I heard from my coworkers that their children are having a hard time finding a job that doesn't involve fast food. They're probably lazy kids if you ask me. There's no way you can spend a ton of money on a degree and not be able to get a job. If that were the case, everybody would stop getting degrees, right? The board of education wouldn't be pushing the thought of degrees being absolutely necessary on the parents and kids, right? If that were the case, it would be dishonest. Having a high administrative level board of directors misrepresenting the climate so they can profit off of student loans and not care about oversaturating certain job markets. Sounds like what that person from the beginning would tell me to write down. I like it but felt like he was someone straight from a fever dream) so there's nothing to worry about. Don't really have much experience with jobs related to them but once they see my degrees, they'll hire me! I'll start a new life! I'll get away from all this negative energy that pollutes the world! I'll make my wife happy! My kids will stop calling me a pussy nigga! Look out, world. I'm coming!