vain: having or showing an excessively high opinion of one’s appearance, abilities, or worth.
The thin line dividing vain and confidence becomes blurred at a certain point in a person’s life. Ego takes over. You walk around with supreme confidence in the office and have everyone’s admiration. Some are intimidated by you. It’s good and bad. Good in the sense it’s a sign of respect and authority. Bad in the sense they slightly fear you. The company is staying afloat because of you. People are getting paid because of you.
You buy expensive clothes, but always had and have a nice car to match. Your watch isn’t really to tell the time. It’s just decorative in the age of smartphones. The two women in the office notices. One admits she likes you. It’s the blunt honesty that charms her. They’re always observant. You don’t say a word to them some weeks, but they can smell your cologne when you walk by. Sauvage by Dior motherfuckers. You buy a new fully spec’d out MacBook Pro you’ve been eyeing for over a year. You get work done on your teeth. Not because you have to. It’s purely aesthetics. People notice. By the end of the year you’ll have that Hollywood smile you’ve always wanted and no longer need glasses. Lasik is the shit. How does one stay grounded then?
I do me and only me. Who gives a fuck what other people think. We all have to be a little self-centered to meet our goals. The cosmos are chaotic and it’s even a miracle we are alive on this rock we call Earth. Everything in space is devoid of life and uninhabitable. The universe doesn’t owe you anything. Take what is yours.