WHY GETTING FIRED IS NOT A DEATH SENTENCE

If I offered you $100 today, but told you that you could have $10,000 if you pass on the $100, and just wait for two years. That's all you have to do. Simply wait. Many people will take the $100. Because they are impatient, and incapable of thinking beyond this current moment.

This test that was notoriously given to toddlers in the Stanford Marshmellow Experiment. Children were given a marshmellow and told they would be given two marshmellows if they waited until the researcher returned without eating the first marshmellow.

Only about a third of the children waited for the researcher to return. The majority just ate that one marshmellow and then looked sad when the researcher returned without a second one.

"Follow-up studies suggested children who waited were more successful in school (higher SAT scores), possessed better stress management, had lower BMIs, and had better social skills later in life."

I know a guy who has been fired from more than half of the jobs he has ever had. In every single instance, he was able to find a better and higher paying job afterwards. Because getting fired does not delete the experience you gained at that job. 

If you worked as a carpenter for two years until you got fired because your boss wanted to hire Sheniqua Blackwell in order to fill a racist DEI quota (Diversity Equity Inclusiveness), you still have two years of carpentry experience under your belt. Your job reference might be screwed, but you still have experience. Someone out there will want to hire you for your experience, and won't give a shit about your job reference. Although it might take time to find that person.

One thing is certain, when Sheniqua Blackwell causes a plane crash because she wasn't qualified to hold the position in the first place, that job will indeed re-open. The company that hired her will learn that hiring Sheniqua Blackwell costs them more money than if they hired someone based on ability, and not skin-tone or family-reference.

I know a guy who was out of work for nearly six years. He had a few side-hustles, but nothing close to what he was doing in his "career" field. Even he started to doubt this whole notion of always finding better work after being fired.

Until it finally happened. Our guy finally found a job in his industry again. Now he makes double what he made in his last job. His last job wasn't exactly paying him chump-change either.

He just had to be patient.

It's a shame his girlfriend lacked any patience when she ran off with a torn and caca-stained one-hundred dollar bill (more like 100 pesos) she found at the dirty urban-runoff beach and who can't even speak English, just so she could pump out another welfare baby before she turned 36.

Friends don't let friends hang out with low-life cholas named Andrea at a dirty urban "beach." If you take dating advice from low-life alcoholic retards who don't even have their own lives together, you're gonna have a bad time.

Bummer.

"Dead weight falls and it sets you free." - The Unseen