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what i miss most about being a chocolatier (besides the honor of gayest job title imaginable) is we had these massive bars of chocolate for tempering that were 10lbs and we had to break them into smaller chunks. by using a sledgehammer of course. i LIVED for that shit
all the other people in production HATED busting them especially at the end of the shift but i fucking loved it. give me the hammer. i can be trusted with the hammer. And everyone did in fact trust me with the hammer because again they all thought it was tedious and painful. me? i was having the time of my life. even if i had to pick up the slack for other people i would be annoyed for all of five seconds before the euphoria of getting to smash things set in. and the production areas had windows too so customers often just got to watch me beat the shit out of a massive chocolate bar. with a hammer. like a zoo animal. i was getting paid to do that. every day i miss it.
some guy just politely came up to me and said “I saw you dancing from afar and wanted to say I appreciate your vibe. You bring a good thing to the space. I just wanted to thank you for that.” And then he left after shaking my hand.
I am getting a good grade at the EDM dance club, a thing that is normal to want and possible to achieve.
i love the way that breaking bad and especially better call saul go against the notion that your life is basically set forever and over once you're middle aged. like no, don't worry, there's still a myriad of different and innovative ways you can ruin your life past your 40s <3