You Need To Work Hard...

I am a generation older than you. You need to focus on one word in your post. Entitled. You aren’t entitled to s***, and being smart doesn’t make you worth anything to anybody. You need to work hard. You need to love something and do whatever you can to make it happen. You need to stop whining. Nobody cares that you are self-aware or that you filled your head with ideas you can’t seem to find a use for. Except maybe your parents.

The world is full of people struggling just to survive. If you don’t understand the depth of that, stop reading blogs all day and go take a trip. And don’t just go shopping for skinny pants on that trip.

Go find your own path. You can’t hate on office drones for finding their own happiness between the lines. Because the reality is (coming from somebody who has never really had a normal job, and who has managed to support themself by one form or another of whoring out their creativity and thinking) all that is really important are the little things. The other s*** you think is so credible, important and worthwhile is just empty. Go be a hit BLOG house artist. You’ll see how quickly that demystifies and how full of s*** people are.

Find somebody and something to love beyond yourself.
-old person

I haven't looked at Hipster Runoff in probably a year or so, mainly because I don't identify with the core demographic ("alt bros", "hipsters", "blipsters", etc.) and my aversion to the lingo (look at the last parentheses), but today I came across this gem of a post entitled "My job/career does not align with my personal brand [Generation Y and the mainstream workplace]." Pun intended.

(More after the break)



First off, you should know Hipster Runoff is meant to be "ironic" or whatever buzzword you need to comprehend that nothing posted is to be taken at face value. The premise is grounded in satirical musings meant to make readers laugh while relating at the same time, akin to SWPL. Plus, I'm pretty sure Carles, the author, is from Austin (click the comments) where I spent my "formative adult years," so I can understand the surroundings from which his perspectives are derived. Keep Austin Weird.

Just Another Day in Austin, TX.

Least offensive/whiny/innapropriate snippet:

I always thought that I would work ’somewhere cool’ like a record label, MTV, or at worst, a Fortune 500 company. It is just really demoralizing to work at a business park on a suburban side of town. Looking out the window at a bunch of Honda Accords and SUVs that are driven by people who have large families. I knew I wouldn’t move away to the city because I would ‘get famous’ but I still thought I had a change to have a meaningful city life if I just ’sold out’ and got a ‘mainstream job.’

Feel like I am sort of just ‘floating.’ I feel too lazy to ‘make my life better’, but I still feel like I will some how ‘get rich’ or at least ‘find happiness by making a career change.’

Read the full post here.

Regardless of your stance on the author's sense of entitlement, it should make you laugh/think if nothing else. Probably both. You can't see the drafts in my blogger and traveldrive usb, but I assure you there's a nifty little write up in there about the creativity that comes from your lost years and the time spent searching for life's meaning and I'd say Carles is onto something here. At least he got the commenters talking about something outside of that sub-language he's created. It certainly says something about our generation's mindset. Not to say that I'm exempt, but didn't/don't you feel like you deserve something more/it all? No? Yes?

Why?

Think about it.

You need to work hard. You need to work hard. You need to work hard.

You need to work hard.

One more for good measure. You need to work hard.

Hat doff to Free Darko for the inadvertent dime. You get a hockey assist for that one. Oh, and do yourself a favor and click that "dime" link and get another spot on assessment of why "we are all witnesses to marketing."