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*unemployed for months, rationing my savings to survive because i dread work
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*is forced to eventually get a job since it's the least humiliating option between panhandling or leechmaxxing off my parents
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*undergoes the humiliating process of submitting to a background check and piss test which feels like a probe and cavity search
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*is finally granted the tax-generating wage slave position and allowed to sell portions of my life and my efforts in exchange for hyper inflated dollars
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*is welcomed aboard, over-promised dreams of success, and put to work
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“Hey this isn't so bad. Maybe i could manage to grind out an existence here till i can finally retire”
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(a week later) “wait what the fuck?” 🤨
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(another week later) “ah hell nah!”
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(not long after that) *rage quits
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*marinates in my newfound peace and poverty for a few months before returning to square 1