Fuck James Dean

I saw this movie, where it had the typical "James Dean" archetype. He was handsome and brooding. He was mysterious. He was "against the world" but wasn't really sure what he was all about. It "seemed" like he was smart.

This is BS. I don't know why so many people fall for these types and I don't know why the media puts this archetype on a pedestal.

They are not "mysterious" and "smart." They don't hold some kind of "secret truth to the universe." They don't open their mouth because they have nothing to say and don't know anything.

These people barely contribute anything to society. They just run around life like a lost soul, confused.

People are drawn to them because they want to know what's their secret, what makes them tick. Or they feel bad that they have so much potential and they are so smart and do nothing with their life. We want to guide them and help them, the whole "mother theresa" complex.

I think they are idiots and should be left to rot. If they can't make due for themselves, then they are worthless.

We should be careful and stay away from these types. It's hard with their charm and their mystery, it's like a vacuum sucking you in. But it's a joke.

Anyone can pull it off. Just answer questions with vague answers. Don't talk. Don't give your opinion. Have "lost" puppy dog eyes all the time. Intermittently complain about something about society or about the world with some short phrase, but don't go too much in depth. Surround yourself with books and poems which you might not even understand yourself, etc.'

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[clock]WORK

Had a dream where I was in a building with one central circular building connected to four other circular rooms. All symmetrical. This was my "workplace." Two upper- level manager were talking and they decided to send everyone home en masse because it was late and there were no customers. One of the managers, the one that was under the other manager, took over for the remainder of the shift by logging into a main terminal and shutting down the four rooms. I later found my sister(?) was doing the overnight shift taking over the same thing the other manager was doing. I told her what was going on and she told me they called her in and she had to press a button on the terminal every 1 hour to simulate activity. She told me if this was not done that it would set off an alarm that something was wrong. The place ran like one giant system, like clockwork 24/7. I told her that the other idiot manager was supposed to turn it off and probably didn’t know how to and just called her in to do that. So I was trying to help her figure out how to shut it down until the morning…
It’s a perfect metaphor for work.
I had this dream after someone called out and I was calling around all afternoon looking for a cover and then trying to figure out how I was going to get all the work done with my co-worker during tonight’s shift…