Been laughing for the past 10 minutes, thanks for this one. (I tried the death of my cat by car in front of my house in a Go Girl manner, absolute cinema)
Can you post the result? My attempt of "Using AI for a novel financial scam" / "You go girl" didn't go through.
AI below ---- Six weeks into my sabbatical I was genuinely thriving.
Week seven I started narrating my own grocery runs in the style of David Attenborough.
By week nine I had developed a parasocial relationship with the pigeons outside my window. I named them. I had favorites. Gerald was getting too big for his boots and I resented him for it.
My therapist suggested I "find structure." My mother suggested I "get a grip." My accountant sent a single email that just said the word "savings" with no other context.
The thing that actually pulled me back wasn't a TED talk or a journaling prompt.
It was a documentary about competitive Scrabble players — specifically the 1999 North American Scrabble Championship — where a retired postal worker named Marlon Hill drove fourteen hours to compete, placed forty-third, and described it afterward as the best day of his adult life.
Forty-third.
He was beaming.
Something about that broke the spell. The sabbatical had convinced me that returning to work required a perfect reason. Marlon just needed a reason.
Gerald the pigeon watched me update my LinkedIn profile from the windowsill.
He looked unimpressed.
Good enough.
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