So I just wanted to share some info about my life to help others reevaluate their life or think about your future. So a few years ago my best friends dad worked to death literally. He died of a heart attack on the job. He was severely overworked and when is office lost some of it's staff they put the work on him. The night before he died he called his sister, my friends aunt and said call me at 6 am to wake up I just pulled 18 hours and don't wanna oversleep. So she did and he went to work that day and dropped dead. No one from his job showed up, his boss didn't send condolences, they didn't give 2 fucks. A few years later my father passed away. He was retired but he worked his whole life. He joined the military at 18 got out couldn't find a job and worked odd jobs for a few years before getting hooked up with DWP for the next 25. He was constantly moved around Los Angeles to different places, sub-stations because he asked for a promotion since he was passed up several times after his manager died from lung cancer. They would ship my dad to the farthest sub-stations to make his life hell. His commute was about 2 hours in LA traffic at one point. He would wake up at 5am just to be there by 7 then he wouldn't make it home till it was 7 sometimes 8pm at night but his shift was only 8 hours. He was so over worked, stressed, and just overall unhealthy from not being able to get the exercise he ended he ended up getting a pacemaker for his heart issues. Before he died he told me ” son don't be like me and work your whole life just to not be able to enjoy it at the end. I'm sick and I haven't taken a trip outside of California in the last 17 years. I'm glad I was able to provide for you guys and give you the best life possible but I'm sad I'm gonna die in this house and not have enjoyed time with you guys.” I pretty much didn't see my father growing up since he was always at work and when he retired I had already left the house and lived on my own. My mother works for a company and she was in the mail room for 10 years at this place. She had a office but right outside this office there was a paper cutting, I think that's what it was machine that was loud as some equipment at a construction site. Well about 10 years after she left she began having hearing trouble. The doctors said her hearing was probably going out because of repeated injury from being exposed to the lid machinery. We couldn't do anything against the company because they went bankrupt and no longer existed about 6 years after my mom left. We also couldn't prove it was that company but I know for a fact it was, I went to take my mom out to lunch on several occasions and when I went in to get her I could hear how loud that machine was. I knew better and warned her but my mom is from a third world country and grew up poor and didn't understand what was happening to her everyday she sat by that machine. She would just bare it because we didn't have much and she needed to work.
Just wanted to let you guys/gals here about what went on in my life so you can think about what your future holds. Don't let a job keep you from your family, work you to death, or impact your qol.