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I'm not asking what your job is. I have a job too. And so far as I can see, not too many people's jobs are enough.

At least mine isn't. I was told to go to college. So I did. I'm halfway through and I'm no further to being self sufficient than when I started. In fact I'd like to wager that I'm even further behind my goals.

I've spent years trying to think of a product/service that I could market. Everything seems to already be taken. Somebody beats me to the punch. It turns out to be a laughable ordeal.

All I want out of this life is to have my own little piece of land and enough stable income that would allow me and my family to survive. Comfortably, that is.

At this point in my life, close to thirty now, I have given up on childish dreams of ever becoming rich. I don't think I'm smart enough to be a tech mastermind making and selling startups. I don't think I have anything worthwhile when it comes to investing. And I seriously doubt my ability to continue on into University at the rate I'm going.

Is a mediocre life of fast food and retail all I'm going to get? I know I'm preaching to the choir here....

From a few conversations I've had with you Phuks, it seems like a lot of you are older men who have been very successful in your endeavors. Many of you have large properties and a lot of cash on hand. You guys have wives and children and several vehicles and big boy toys.

How did you get all that, though? How do I get to where you guys are...legally?


This post is bullshit. I know nobody is going to give away their secret nest egg. I just need some fucking pointers on what not to do.

I can already see a popular comment making its way here : "Don't complain on Phuks, retard!"

Well dipshit I don't have anywhere else to complain and I don't have friends to talk about this shit with. And say goodbye to any relatives who ever gave a shit. Cuz they don't.

I'm not asking what your job is. I have a job too. And so far as I can see, not too many people's jobs are *enough*. At least mine isn't. I was told to go to college. So I did. I'm halfway through and I'm no further to being self sufficient than when I started. In fact I'd like to wager that I'm even *further* behind my goals. I've spent years trying to think of a product/service that I could market. Everything seems to already be taken. Somebody beats me to the punch. It turns out to be a laughable ordeal. All I want out of this life is to have my own little piece of land and enough stable income that would allow me and my family to survive. Comfortably, that is. At this point in my life, close to thirty now, I have given up on childish dreams of ever becoming rich. I don't think I'm smart enough to be a tech mastermind making and selling startups. I don't think I have anything worthwhile when it comes to investing. And I seriously doubt my ability to continue on into University at the rate I'm going. Is a mediocre life of fast food and retail all I'm going to get? I know I'm preaching to the choir here.... From a few conversations I've had with you Phuks, it seems like a lot of you are older men who have been very successful in your endeavors. Many of you have large properties and a lot of cash on hand. You guys have wives and children and several vehicles and big boy toys. How did you get all that, though? How do I get to where you guys are...legally? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This post is bullshit. I know nobody is going to give away their secret nest egg. I just need some fucking pointers on what *not* to do. I can already see a popular comment making its way here : "Don't complain on Phuks, retard!" Well dipshit I don't have anywhere else to complain and I don't have friends to talk about this shit with. And say goodbye to any relatives who ever gave a shit. Cuz they don't.

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Accept that anything that is worth achieving requires a certain amount of suffering. That persistence alone is omnipotent. And then just grind... Start with the little things; make your bed, strive for that promotion. You have to understand your value realistically. Which basically means you have to admit you are a fool and fight to better yourself ever day. Why? Because you can, and you choose to. Because the alternative is to foul to consider.

You're looking for the easy money, but understand that is fiction. There is no free lunch.