My grandma would always x out people in her yearbook and write “Deceased” when one of her high school classmates died. We often found it morbid. Grandma wanted to be the last one living. She wanted to win.
That’s not a yearbook.
That’s a hit list.
If you’re ever worried that you fucked up real bad, just remember that there are over 2,500 reported cases of vacuum cleaner-induced genital trauma in the United States each year.
The key to success: Show up, every day, rain or shine, just show up. Be the kid that picks up a book off the floor, or pushes in that chair that someone neglected to push in. Make that little extra effort to do a good job. Pretend like someone’s always watching, because someone always is. They’re gonna see you do that little thing and say “that’s who I wanna manage, that’s who’s gonna get be promotion.” So no sick days, show up, and do your job. That’s how you’re gonna get far in life.
My hairdresser (via preppyanndedgy)