I'm 42. I was released from the hospital yesterday after having a heart attack that nearly killed me in front of my 8yo. Fuck Monster. But more importantly fuck jobs that work you so fucking hard for so long that you feel you need it to function. My boss doesn't give a single fuck that I have 3 stents in my heart. They'll try everything they can now to get rid of me because THEY made me a liability. Monster doesn't fucking care, either. They'll miss my money, not me. Take care of yourselves, comrades. You only have one life. Don't let them take it from you. Don't burn yourselves at the altar of the dollar. None of those fat pigs will miss you. Only your family and friends will. Act accordingly.