The life that was taken from me (Estrada)
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Date: May 13th, 2012 9:43 AM Author: angry school internal respiration
Date: February 23rd, 2010 5:52 PM
Author: ..,,,,,,........,,,,,,,.,.,.,.,.,....,.. (You can hear my phone ringing, DING DING DING)
This last summer was the absolute best of my life.
I had a nice apartment in a very prestigious part of town. It was kind of small, true, but if you looked out the window in the right place, you could catch a glimpse of [prestigious thing to have a view of]. On weekends, I got a huge kick out of calling up old friends from HS and asking them to meet me "by my place". When they asked where that was, I told them to meet me at the corner of [prestigious street] and [prestigious street], which was a three block walk for me.
On weekdays, I woke up every morning at 7, showered, threw on my suit, put on DEM GUCCI SHOES, and hailed a cab to work. Yeah, I took a cab every day, even though there were convenient public transit options. I could afford to do that. Hell, once I got an offer, it would be reimbursable.
Over the summer, I bought more and more nice clothes. Once, after getting a new credit card from my parents, I went to buy some more shoes. At checkout, I realized that I had forgotten to sign the back of the card. I had to show ID. All I had with me was my law school student idea, so I had to pull it out and drop the H bomb, silently.
Sometimes, on weekends, mother would visit. I'd hop out of my place and hop into the leather seats of her striver automobile. I wasn't a fan of her decision to get it; it decreased my inheritance by tens of thousands of dollars. I didn't think she needed all of the fancy electronic shit embedded in the cab. But, for now, it was legally her money. I comforted myself with the thought that, next year, I would be able to afford a car, even if I'd never actually buy one. But I could and that's what mattered.
My favorite times were when mother and I went condo shopping. The deal was, her and dad would buy a condo downtown (close to work) for me to live in while working BigLaw. In exchange, I would promise to use my BigLaw salary to help them out in case of a crisis. My parents were obsessed with staying liquid; they liked the idea of being able to make any problem go away by writing a big check. The idea of putting their assets into something that required transaction costs to get rid of (such as real estate) terrified them. Only with the promise of a BigLaw money-making son having their back would they agree to shell out on a prime place.
I was going to hold a big house warming party for that condo, inviting as many old friends as I could. They'd see, plainly, that I had made it. I'd adopt a cat too, and let him live the good life along with me.
My life, in short, was set. I was this close to finally having the big income of my dreams, and everything that went along with it.
Then, I got no-offered.
Everything was lost. No longer could I afford to live in a prestigious urban area. I will instead be living in the room I grew up in, in boring suburban striver town. No longer will I casually make impulse luxury purchases; all I'll have left are the relics of a time when I could spend more freely, which if I'm lucky I can spin into amusing internet memes. And, of course, no condo. No bragging to old friends. No kitteh.
This is why I cry.
Perhaps this post will make you hate me, perhaps it will make you understand me. But I just felt like I had to make it to get this weight off my chest.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1232142&forum_id=2#14212769)
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1947571&forum_id=2#20681953)
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Date: March 26th, 2016 12:00 PM Author: Maize disrespectful school cafeteria pozpig
Notice the monologue doesn't have a single sentence addressing work, assignments, or anything he did at the firm.
"And then I was no offered."
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1947571&forum_id=2#30140656) |
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