I keep trying to cope by telling myself that you don’t need a high iq to get in to google. That I’m so close and I just missed it. But that’s idiotic. I failed 15+ phone interviews. I’m the most mediocre guy at algorithms ever. Every day I get up and curse myself for being so genetically inferior. Short, ugly face, and never will amount to having any prestige in life. I look around and see all these men with strong nose bridges and prognathic maxillas and tries to live vicariously through them, what it must be like to be physically attractive and have fulfilling lives. I see my friends on linkedin who all work at snap and google and wonder how amazing their lives have been, they’re genetic code empowering them to manipulate complex algorithm problems in their head. And then there’s me, who fails at the simplest algorithm problems, who can’t pass a fucking phone screen .
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