The FIA or in less polite terms; the 'Fuck It Attitude' has served me well in times of dire need and also in times of necessary amusement. When things begin to grow tiresome or you suddenly find yourself bogged down in a world of 'what ifs?' and 'how comes?' just say 'fuck it'. Without trying to sound too much like an infomercial or a less-than-helpful life coach, the FIA is an essential outlet when the going gets rough. Whisper it silently internally or scream it so loud that your lungs shrivel into dry, raspy sacks. The FIA works for almost all scenarios and situations.
You stubbed your toe getting out of the shower. Fuck it.
You spill coffee on your clean white shirt. Fuck it.
That crazy lady shouted obscenities and spat you from across the street. Fuck it.
You see where I am going with this.
I apologise for the strong language, I appreciate that it's not the most eloquent nor is it the most original or blossoming of words but it delivers an effective punch and at the same time provides a much-needed sense of catharsis. So next time you find yourself in a situation where you trip over your feet in the middle of a busy train station or you call your boss the wrong name in a meeting, remember the magic of the FIA.
You stubbed your toe getting out of the shower. Fuck it.
You spill coffee on your clean white shirt. Fuck it.
That crazy lady shouted obscenities and spat you from across the street. Fuck it.
You see where I am going with this.
I apologise for the strong language, I appreciate that it's not the most eloquent nor is it the most original or blossoming of words but it delivers an effective punch and at the same time provides a much-needed sense of catharsis. So next time you find yourself in a situation where you trip over your feet in the middle of a busy train station or you call your boss the wrong name in a meeting, remember the magic of the FIA.