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My life as a 1 percenter

So, I'm going to discuss things that might not pleasant or well received. And I'm not expecting many to read it. But I'm currently drunk on some 6 dollar whiskey my neighbor bought so let me get started. I was born poor, like trailer park with roaches in the food poor. It fucking sucked and I swore I would get out of it. And I did at 17 by getting with a man over twice my age. He was a big shot at a certain blue company founded by a man named Sam. And between stock options, bonuses, salary, etc he's making upper six figures. And living that life for years showed me I really didn't want to be in it. All of those snobby fuckers treat everyone like dirt, they're the most racist and judgmental pricks I ever met. Don't even get me started on the way they thought…


So, I'm going to discuss things that might not pleasant or well received. And I'm not expecting many to read it. But I'm currently drunk on some 6 dollar whiskey my neighbor bought so let me get started.

I was born poor, like trailer park with roaches in the food poor. It fucking sucked and I swore I would get out of it. And I did at 17 by getting with a man over twice my age. He was a big shot at a certain blue company founded by a man named Sam. And between stock options, bonuses, salary, etc he's making upper six figures. And living that life for years showed me I really didn't want to be in it.

All of those snobby fuckers treat everyone like dirt, they're the most racist and judgmental pricks I ever met. Don't even get me started on the way they thought of employees. I remember a company dinner with champagne and waiters wearing those stupid tux things, and I thanked one for giving me a glass. My husband and his friends laughed, while my husband told me I shouldn't talk to people below me.

Yes, in public and on official released documents they sound like they care about you. They don't. Let me repeat that. They don't fucking care if you live or die, or if you starve or not. They literally don't give a shit about you or who you are. You're not people to them, you're barely more than the dogs that ate garbage from the dumpster.

In private each one of them fuckers seemed to be addicted to something and stressed as hell. They're always thinking of ways to cut costs, at workers expenses, and climb the corporate ladder because “well I'm stressed making 500k a year, wouldn't I be more relaxed making 900k?” Lol. Fuck those narcissistic, ass kissing pricks.

I went to those meetings, the ski trips, the dinner parties, etc. Not a single motherfucker ever asked why I had a black eye or I was so scared around my husband. Being around my own people again, it really reminded me that when you're always having to survive, you learn to care for each other and watch each other's backs. I can't tell you how many times in the past month my kid and me have ate because a neighbor brought over a casserole or the people who have given me rides to the store even though gas is expensive as fuck right now.

Imma finish this with stating what I hope is obvious: there is class warfare. They know it, the people in power know it, you might even know it. But they know they're winning, and they believe there is nothing you can do to stop them.

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