At nearly 36 years old, I bag groceries, clean your piss and shit off the bathroom floor and walls, clean the windows, sweep and mop, bring in the carts, put go-back items back on the shelves, and get yelled at over things I can't control like the store's prices, all for roughly minimum wage. 10 friggin' hours a day at least. Then I walk home (I have no car), reminding the same creep who offers me a ride most every day that I'm not interested, fix myself a meal, play a cheap video game I can afford, and read about the ecological unsustainability of civilization. Then I turn on the news. It's about the billionaire president's semi-consensual affair with a porn star because his ex-fashion model wife wasn't good enough for him. I go to bed, get up, and repeat. Eventually I find myself paying 21% interest on my first credit card and 11% on the other and speculate as to how long it is before I'm thrown out of my rental unit.
So I am, in other words, a winner by anyone's definition.
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