Wasted Potentialz

The author – let’s just call him Chilly17 for now – is a former investment banker who was laid off from an esteemed TARP-borrowing institution in november 2008.  He’s now a multi-thousandaire living a lavish lifestyle in NYC (which includes living with his SO (and her continuously vomiting/crapping cat) in a 1 bedroom mansion, selling his car, and arguing with the local grocer over how they could possibly be charging $7.99 for a jar of Arriba salsa).

Chilly is currently really enjoying doing whatever the hell he wants, all the time.  This journal will detail the steps in his journey to whatever is next – but given that what he’s doing now, nothing, is pretty fucking awesome, there may not be much to detail.

Name of website explanation: Chilly contemplated forming a band called Wasted Potential as a teen.  The realization he had no musical talent or interest left him with just a really sweet band name, so it seemed appropriate to use for this sweet website (sadly his idea for a black and white rap duo called Oreo met a similar fate).  Unfortunately somebody already had wastedpotential.com, so had to add a z at the end to signify, you know, whimsy.

Disclaimer: Most of the stuff on this site is completely true, but sometimes there is some embellishment and name changing for the protection of the innocent or the unfortunate.  Maybe a smidge of exaggeration here and there with a tad of hyperbole when necessary.

Double Disclaimer: If you are doing a background check on me in the unfortunate event I’m looking for a job, please note that everything on this site is fiction.  Except for the ridiculous prices Gristides was charging for Arriba salsa.  Also not that I personally changed that – proof that I’m a real go-getter.

Sincerely,

Chilly17