By good I mean a place I haven’t been disrespected and seen as a slave. A place without toxic people. A place that values my labor at least a little bit. A place where I’m not just meat for a grinder. All jobs suck dick, yes, even the “good” ones you go to skewl for. My uncle is a head engineer in his company and he’s literally never home. Work work work is all this damn life seems to be even for those who did everything the boomers told em to.