my looksmaximg critique just COST ME MY JOB at McDonald's.

[bananabrick]

so there i was, wiping down the counters and reflecting on the nature of women, desperately trying to to practice mindfulness of my wageslaving routine as a means to my aesthetic. my manager comes in and starts talking about some basic present-at-hand stuff, like my posture and how i’m supposed to look "presentable," blending it with some bluepilled notions of "subjective vs. objective" when discussing my outfit. apparently, my shirt had some wrinkles, and i “gave her the ick” by being myself.

i immediately don my virtue mask and hit her with the gaslighting response, explaining that her relationship with appearance is shallow, reducing it to mere surface-level concerns. i told her my part time gig is just a means to an end, a mere prerequisite of my “winter arc,” which, by the way, is also the name of my fitness channel (check it out on insta). she accused me of insubordination, triggering my aesthetic defense mechanism.

i start quoting the lifemaxxing guides and explain how she’s reducing me to a spiritually bankrupt wagie, devoid of self-expression, just another normie in the system. i say i want to be like chad, effortlessly chic, but definitely still striking. she fires me on the spot because, you know, capitalism doesn’t care about your autistic ramblings.

in the end, maybe only a god can save me, but since he didn’t clarify, i’m going to put my faith in taban or eppley.

 

[2025cel]

a god

Fuck you pagan

 

[chrisN]

deserved tbh your giving edgy emo kid vibes

 

[bananabrick]

Fuck you pagan

I found a new employment opportunity at a dentist's office, but the dentist here has fallen into the muh braces cope that mike mew warned us about. I will start scrawling passages from the best of the best subforum on his office walls and see if that helps.

 

[bananabrick]

deserved tbh your giving edgy emo kid vibes

yeah I know what your thinking, could've happened to anyone of you, have some empathy

 

[chrisN]

yeah I know what your thinking, could've happened to anyone of you, have some empathy

fuck off with your self pity

 

[porn]

Working is impossible with an iq above 110

 

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so there i was, wiping down the counters and reflecting on the nature of women, desperately trying to to practice mindfulness of my wageslaving routine as a means to my aesthetic. my manager comes in and starts talking about some basic present-at-hand stuff, like my posture and how i’m supposed to look "presentable," blending it with some bluepilled notions of "subjective vs. objective" when discussing my outfit. apparently, my shirt had some wrinkles, and i “gave her the ick” by being myself.

i immediately don my virtue mask and hit her with the gaslighting response, explaining that her relationship with appearance is shallow, reducing it to mere surface-level concerns. i told her my part time gig is just a means to an end, a mere prerequisite of my “winter arc,” which, by the way, is also the name of my fitness channel (check it out on insta). she accused me of insubordination, triggering my aesthetic defense mechanism.

i start quoting the lifemaxxing guides and explain how she’s reducing me to a spiritually bankrupt wagie, devoid of self-expression, just another normie in the system. i say i want to be like chad, effortlessly chic, but definitely still striking. she fires me on the spot because, you know, capitalism doesn’t care about your autistic ramblings.

in the end, maybe only a god can save me, but since he didn’t clarify, i’m going to put my faith in taban or eppley.

Who would of known