Тонкое искусство пофигизма
Chapter 1
Whilenotgivingafuckmayseemsimpleonthesurface,it’sawholenewbagofburritosunderthehood.Idon’tevenknowwhatthatsentencemeans,butIdon’tgiveafuck.Abagofburritossoundsawesome,solet’sjustgowithit.
Mostofusstrugglethroughoutourlivesbygivingtoomanyfucksinsituationswherefucksdonotdeservetobegiven.Wegivetoomanyfucksabouttherudegasstationattendantwhogaveusourchangeinnickels.WegivetoomanyfuckswhenashowwelikedwascanceledonTV.Wegivetoomanyfuckswhenourcoworkersdon’tbotheraskingusaboutourawesomeweekend.
Meanwhile,ourcreditcardsaremaxedout,ourdoghatesus,andJuniorissnortingmethinthebathroom,yetwe’regettingpissedoffaboutnickelsandEverybodyLovesRaymond.
Look,thisishowitworks.You’regoingtodieoneday.Iknowthat’skindofobvious,butIjustwantedtoremindyouincaseyou’dforgotten.Youandeveryoneyouknowaregoingtobedeadsoon.Andintheshortamountoftimebetweenhereandthere,youhavealimitedamountoffuckstogive.Veryfew,infact.Andifyougoaroundgivingafuckabouteverythingandeveryonewithoutconsciousthoughtorchoice—well,thenyou’regoingtogetfucked.
Thereisasubtlearttonotgivingafuck.
