…but now I just want to spend time with my wife and daughter. I can't believe why anybody would want to work. I spend 50 of my conscious hours in a place I don't want to be with people I don't want to see, just so I can barely scrape by. My wife will plead with me and ask me to call off work so that we can spend another day together, and I have to disappoint her because I don't have any other choice. Working with people who are suffering just as much as I am, but who will call people using food stamps parasites. They have forgotten who the enemy is. We are all just trying to live the best we can. What does it matter how people get their money? I don't even hate rich people. They got out. Sure, they are the bastards who are the ones making working a nightmare, but they got out. Sorry about the rant. I'm just having a really hard time getting up in the morning.