A plastic existence.

  • Sergio@slrpnk.net
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    6 days ago

    One time for work I was sent to give a presentation and they put me up in a really pricey hotel. The people at the front desk were so smiley and cheerful like seeing me was the best moment of their lives. It totally freaked me out. Then I realized: this must be how it is for rich people, with folks always smiling at them like they’re awesome. I wanted to say: you don’t have to be that way with me, look at me, my luggage is held together with duct tape and I still look like a grad student. But I didn’t say anything bc it probably just would have made things even more awkward.