[The person on the other end of the line, being named Carl, had been on this world for twenty-four years and spent a solid three of them wondering if he must have made a wrong turn on the path called life. He now maintains the attitude that, perhaps a few years back, he should have probably signed up for that fishing contest and connected with a few other fishing enthusiasts. Maybe now, he could have been out on the open sea, listening to the radio and watching the waves go by instead of dealing with this shouting fellow in a job that barely pays minimum wage.
But this story isn't about Carl. Carl is just another gear in the ineffable machine we like to call the narrative, and a man like him cannot possibly understand his role in the grand scheme of things.
It takes several eternities for the operator to respond.]
No offense, sir, I think you should look into therapy. I'm not equipped to deal with this sort of situation.
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But this story isn't about Carl. Carl is just another gear in the ineffable machine we like to call the narrative, and a man like him cannot possibly understand his role in the grand scheme of things.
It takes several eternities for the operator to respond.]
No offense, sir, I think you should look into therapy. I'm not equipped to deal with this sort of situation.