I succeed in this world almost exclusively on being a really nice guy. I'm a journalist, and I've noticed people confide in me a lot more than the other local shlubs.For example a guy who's in the second year of my education gave me the advice "if you want to succeed you have to be an asshole" I just wanted to say "Fuck you, I'm not going to be an asshole! I can make it without stepping on people!" But sadly he does talk about the reality we live in, not the one we should live in.
Don't give up, man. You're an awesome guy. Besides, Commander McCarty had resigned himself to the same fate--and then he met a girl on the plane back home and they're dating.I'm on the verge of accepting that I'll be unsuccessful and alone for the rest of life just because people are so damned shallow and can't see past the surface, can't judge a person on what they actually do. I don't want to do that, but damn it, it's not that damned easy always.
Keep your eyes open and keep the faith.
The reason I started buying it way back when is because I peeked at the last page of the first issue, where two characters had an exchange that went something like this:
You are a fantastic uncle and have a big heart. Plus you have a cool scar on your hand from where you accidentally stabbed yourself.
