What's the difference, what's the difference?

The thing is, student won't even notice

us having the state crash, why do you think that is?
Because we don't sit there and analyze it, we take action.
It's kind of like the difference between a novice pilot
and a veteran pilot hitting turbulence, say for example.
Novice pilot hits the turbulence, oh shit, what do I,
like panics, freaks out, probably makes it worse.
Oh duh, like you know, blah, okay.
Veteran pilot will be like, oh yeah, turbulence,
okay, yeah, what do I do, yep, mm-hmm, yep.
Okay, good, handled, right.
So we understand, we have accepted
that we might have state crashes.
We understand that the night is not a sprint,
the night is a marathon, and we treat it as such.
Dude, let me try to give you an example.
I have many of these.
Okay, okay, okay, yeah, this is a good one.
The other night, this is like a few,
maybe a month and a half ago.
Well, as some of you guys might know,
I was in a relationship for like three and a half years,
where I was monogamous, or at least
a Jeffy approximation thereof.
So we broke up in June.
So the first time I saw her out,
she was with her new boyfriend,
who was basically the polar opposite of me,
a lawyer with a nice, shortly cropped haircut,
who the friends will approve of,
because he's not a fucking scumbag,
and you know, I understand that.
But she came to my bar, anyway, it was some disaster.
The second time, I just ignored her,
and then the third time was this month and a half ago.
I see her in there with her girls, okay,
and I'm like, yo, I'm sick of this fucking shit,
like, I'm sick of this like drama
every time I see the ex-girlfriend.
Let's just squash it, you know,
I'll just go up and I'll be like,
hey, how's it going, yeah, you look good, okay, cool,
all right, see ya, right, so then it's like normalized,
you know what I mean?
So I kind of steel myself up to do it.
I'm like, yeah, you know, all right, let's go.
So I go up to her, and as I'm doing it,
they just leave for, you know,
I guess they just decided to leave in that precise moment,
so they go out, and now I'm kind of facing this dilemma,
I'm like, do I follow, do I be like the weird follow guy
that goes out, but I'm like, you know what,
yeah, you're gonna do it, so I tell Minotaur,
I'm like, yo, handle this dude, I'm going out.
So I go out, and the funny thing is,
I start to like walk up to her, and as I do,
the friends, she's like with like eight of her girlfriends,
they don't look at me, but I guess they like sense me
out of the peripheral vision, and so they like form up,
they like form up, like some kind of like fel inks,
like a Roman military unit, it's like it was weird,
it was creepy as fuck, dude, and I'm like, whoa,
I was taken aback, and I was like, shit,
and you know, I could have been like, hey,
but I was like, I was kind of, I'm not gonna lie,
I was shook, I was a little bit shook.
So I'm like, fucks, dude, so oh, I'm like,
whoa, that was weird, that was really weird.
So I'm like, I'm already outside, I'm like, fuck,
I might as well go to the van,
and I'm kind of tripping in the van,
and I'm like, all right, time to go back, you know,
I chill there for a while, I kind of collect myself.
So I just step out of the van,
and as I'm stepping out of the van.