-I want to see you. I didn’t know you had a family. You didn’t tell
How much does your life weigh? Imaging for a second that you’re carrying
a backpack. I want u to feel that the straps on your shoulders. Feel’em?
Now I want you to pack it with all the stuff that u have in your life.
Start with the little things, the things on shelves and in drawers, the
knick-knacks, the collectibles. Feel the weights as that adds up. Then u
start adding larger stuff, cloths, table-top appliances, lamps, linens,
your TV. The backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. And u go
bigger. Your couch, your bed, your kitchen table. Stuff it all in there.
Your car, get it in there. Your home ,whether it is a studio apartment,
or a two-bedroom house, I want u to staff it all into that backpack. Now
try to walk. It’s kind of hard, isn’t it? This is what we do to
ourselves on a daily basis. We weigh ourselves down until we can’t even
move. And make no mistake, moving is living. Now I’m gonna set that
backpack on fire, what do u want to take out of it? photos? Photos are
for people who can’t remember. Drink some ginkgo and let the photos
burn. In fact, let everything burn and imagine waking up tomorrow with
nothing, it’s kind of exhilarating, isn’t it?
-Look, I am sorry I ruined your evening. But you could seriously screw
up things like that, that’s that’s my family. That’s my real life.
–Natalie, what is it u think we do here?
–We prepare the newly-unemployed for the emotional and physical hurdles
of job hunting, while minimising legal bloeback.
–That’s what we’re selling. It’s not what we’re doing.
–OK. What we r doing?
–We r here to make limbo tolerable, to ferry wounded souls across the
river of dread until the point where hope is dimly visible. And then
stop the boat, shove’em in the water and make’em swim.
-That I thought I was part of your real life.
——What were you thinking
——showing up at my door like that?
——What do you mean? I wanted to see you.
——I didn’t know you had a family.
——Why didn’t you tell me that?
–How much did they first pay u to give up on your dreams?
–27 grand a year.
–And when were u going to stop and come back and do what makes u
–I see guys who work at the same company for their entire lives, guys
exactly like you. They clock in, they clock out, and they never have a
moment of happiness. U have an opportunity here, Bob. This is a rebirth.
If not for u, do it for your children.
-I thought we signed up for the same thing.
——Look I’m sorry I ruined your evening but
——you could have seriously screwed things up for me.
——That’s my family.
——That’s my real life.
–It’s not like that. The miles are the goal.
–That’s it? U r saving just to save?
–Just say I have a number in mind and I haven’t hit it yet.
–That’s a little abstract. What’s the target?
–It’s 10 million miles.
–And they put your name on a side of plane.
–Man get such hard-ons from putting their name on stuff. You guys don’t
grow up. It’s like you need to pee on everything.
–Oh, now who is stereotyping?
–Fear of mortality. It’s like, yeah, you’re gonna die one day.
-Try and help me understand exactly what it is you signed up for.
——I thought I was a part of your real life.
This is how I start everyday of my life. Now, this is gonna be a little
difficult, so stay with me. You have a new backpack. Only this time, I
want u to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, friends
of friends, folks around the office. And then u move into the people u
trust with your most intimate secrets-Your cousins, your aunts, your
uncles, yout brothers, your sisters, your parents, and finally your
husband, your wife, your boyfriend or your girlfriend. You get them into
that backpack. Don’t worry. I’m not gonna ask you to light it on fire.
Feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake, your relationship are the
heaviest components in your life. Do u feel the straps cutting into your
shoulders? All these negotiations and arguments, and secrets and
compromises. You don’t need to carry all that weight. Why don’t u set
that bag down? Some animals were meant to carry each other to live
symbiotically for a lifetime.Star-crossed lovers, monogamous swans. We
are not those animals. The slower we move, the faster we die. We are not
swans, we’re sharks.