'murica's employer sponsored healthcare serfdom
I'd honestly love to quit my job right now. I mean, right now. I am at my desk and would love to make the call.... but I need insurance. Well, my wife especially needs it at the moment. Her right leg is still in pretty bad shape tbh. But, in general, we both need it. Employer subsidized healthcare is really the only game in town for a lot of people. We pay like 480 a month, and my employer fronts like the other half. None of this is sustainable ofc, but it does do one thing: it keeps American employees dependent on their employer subsidizing their medical. Mine pays like half or so. The 480 is what's left over to pay (that's a lot of money). Honestly, I don't have many better options with market shit. Income brackets for qualifying for shit haven't really been updated to keep up with the rapid inflation. Like, there's a huge gap between working a full time job where you're expected to pay oit the ass
Ok, so, while writing this my boss called to tell me another one of our coworkers quit - leaving the department even more understaffed. My boss, he's really cool person. Same goes for the person leaving. I'm probably gonna stick around and be miserable until they find someone else to fill all of our missing positions. I'd love for this whole place to crumble God knows it deserves it, and a lot of the decision makers need to be throw out on their asses. Instead, the suits are taking expensive multi-week trips to Australia or Disney World (with fast passes) or wherever. That's not who I care about. I care about the proles, the people on the ground here trying to make a living. Leaving now would hurt them more than the suits.
I'm really putting the CUCK in Wagecucking, aren't I?
Here I am, sitting in the wagie cuck chair, watching my chances of career advancement get plowed and jerking off to it, or at least mentally masturbating, by writing about it. Ugh.
I don't want another job. Working for assholes is a waste of my remaining lifespan. I want to create! (like, all day) ... but I need money and insurance. My wife needs to be able to walk normally. Fuck it, I'll hang around until shit's settled and job hop like I always do. I don't even want more money. I just want a peaceful, non-toxic work environment.