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>walk into my dad's office today
>"dad, I've decided on my career path"
>"well it's about time son. Your mother and I were getting very worried about your future; at 23 you're far too old to be living at home anymore. What did you choose? Medicine? Law? Engineering? Maybe something with computers?"
>Look at him dead in the eye
>"I want to be a Pokemon VGC player"
>Total silence
>His eyes glaze over for a moment and he stares out the window
>After about a minute he gets up from his office chair
>I stand about 3 inches taller than him but when he approaches me I feel like a little boy again
>dad: "so how are you going to make money?"
>"well at this point I'm just working on becoming competent at my craft, not so much financial success. I'll probably compete in local tournaments until I'm good enough to make it to regionals, but it will be years, maybe decades, before I'll get that far, and even then financial success is far from assured--"
>he slaps me as hard as he can across the face
>I try to speak but he slaps me again
>he hasn't slapped me since I was a teenager
>dad: "let me know when you decide on a career. You're running out of time."
>I run out of his office and to my bedroom, tears streaming down my face
>fire up the laptop and open Chrome
>into the URL bar I begin to type: "boards.4channel.org/vp/...";
>"dad, I've decided on my career path"
>"well it's about time son. Your mother and I were getting very worried about your future; at 23 you're far too old to be living at home anymore. What did you choose? Medicine? Law? Engineering? Maybe something with computers?"
>Look at him dead in the eye
>"I want to be a Pokemon VGC player"
>Total silence
>His eyes glaze over for a moment and he stares out the window
>After about a minute he gets up from his office chair
>I stand about 3 inches taller than him but when he approaches me I feel like a little boy again
>dad: "so how are you going to make money?"
>"well at this point I'm just working on becoming competent at my craft, not so much financial success. I'll probably compete in local tournaments until I'm good enough to make it to regionals, but it will be years, maybe decades, before I'll get that far, and even then financial success is far from assured--"
>he slaps me as hard as he can across the face
>I try to speak but he slaps me again
>he hasn't slapped me since I was a teenager
>dad: "let me know when you decide on a career. You're running out of time."
>I run out of his office and to my bedroom, tears streaming down my face
>fire up the laptop and open Chrome
>into the URL bar I begin to type: "boards.4channel.org/vp/...";
