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fandomhigh2011-06-14 09:16 am
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2011-06-14 09:16 am
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Attitude: Just Deal With It - Tuesday, Period 2
"Yo, Rookies!" Reno grinned as he leaned back against his desk, arms crossed over his chest. "Today I was gonna talk about kickass jobs. You know, the kind that people do a double-take about and get real interested in. Move star, race car driver, helicopter pilot, secret service agent... Not that you'd be talkin' much about bein' that last one if you were, yo."
And not that Reno was at all biased about it, either. One glance at the black suit he always wore was probably indicator enough of that.
"But then I realized, shit, we can't all be movie stars. There are some pretty serious roles out there, an' some of us even have trouble puttin' up a middle finger and spittin' out a swear word, yo." And if he was giving an amused look at certain individuals around the room at that, what of it? "So I got to thinkin' a bit harder. Everyone had somethin' they wanted to be when they were kids, right? Firefighters, nurses, ballerinas, whatever? An' not everybody is gonna grow up to be those things. Sucks, but it's true, yo."
He grinned as he shifted back to sit on the top of his desk. "But that don't mean that wherever you end up has gotta suck, either. This class is about attitude, Rookies, and so's the rest of your life. What did you guys wanna be when you grew up? What do you wanna be now? How are you gonna get there? Or, if you already are there, how are you gonna make it as awesome as those fantasies you had as a little kid of flyin' around with a cape, bringin' power to the people with your lightning hands before beatin' up monsters and signin' autographs for millions of screamin' fans?"
Not that Reno, as a small child, had ever had such fantasies. Shut up.
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And not that Reno was at all biased about it, either. One glance at the black suit he always wore was probably indicator enough of that.
"But then I realized, shit, we can't all be movie stars. There are some pretty serious roles out there, an' some of us even have trouble puttin' up a middle finger and spittin' out a swear word, yo." And if he was giving an amused look at certain individuals around the room at that, what of it? "So I got to thinkin' a bit harder. Everyone had somethin' they wanted to be when they were kids, right? Firefighters, nurses, ballerinas, whatever? An' not everybody is gonna grow up to be those things. Sucks, but it's true, yo."
He grinned as he shifted back to sit on the top of his desk. "But that don't mean that wherever you end up has gotta suck, either. This class is about attitude, Rookies, and so's the rest of your life. What did you guys wanna be when you grew up? What do you wanna be now? How are you gonna get there? Or, if you already are there, how are you gonna make it as awesome as those fantasies you had as a little kid of flyin' around with a cape, bringin' power to the people with your lightning hands before beatin' up monsters and signin' autographs for millions of screamin' fans?"
Not that Reno, as a small child, had ever had such fantasies. Shut up.
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Re: Discussion!
Now, though. He had no idea what he wanted to be now. "I figure, once I finish up school here, I'll go back to England and work somewhere that's boring, low paying and dangerous because that's where most of the fuck ups go, yeah? Really, as long as I have enough money to buy cigarettes and beer, I'll be good. That is, unless I can make money out of suddenly being immortal but I haven't figured that one out. Still working on it, though!"
His aspirations were...all over the place and a little weird.