Jar Of Fucks – You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many.
Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight.
Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, but that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would have saved my fucks from when I was young, but I couldn’t.
Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even for previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics.
Whether this Jar of Fucks sits on your desk at work or on a bookshelf, let it be a physical reminder that your fucks are a precious resource. Don’t let all the frustrations in the world distract you from what’s really important.
