Jimmy is perhaps the most well-rounded musician and entrepreneur in the northeast. I’ve known this young man since the diaper days; despite his young age, he seems so grown up to me now.

His entire life, Jimmy’s had a certain brilliance about him. A straight-A student, he decided not to study for SAT’s (he felt like taking them on drugs instead) and scored an 1800 regardless.
Outside of class, he made decent money selling weed, but still maintained captainship of his varsity soccer team in high school.

He’s a college drop-out, but fuck it, right? Instead of finishing an education he hated receiving, Jimmy walked into a bank and told them he wanted a job.
Then he applied.
Then his application was rejected four times.
Who in their right mind applies for the same job not once, not twice, not even a ridiculous three times, but on FOUR separate occasions?
Even that didn’t stop him. He applied to the same bank a fifth time, and finally got the job.
As a part-time teller.
All that work for the absolute lowest position in the entire bank.
Jimmy then jumped four job levels within one year, which is unheard of in corporate America. He had the best sales numbers of any representative in the region, all while being the youngest employee in his role…

Then one day, he snapped and wound up in the mental hospital. He had never run into any problems with depression, anxiety, or mental health before this incident. I still don’t really understand what happened.
He’s a fucking lunatic.
Oh yeah. and his music is alright too, I guess.

2,000 IQ – December 6th, 2018.

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