It’s gotten rather absurd. If my interaction is with a kiosk short of being handed something, it’s an insulting extra step. I’m already paying the price for my employer’s pay scale … I can’t take on someone else’s stinginess.
It’s gotten rather absurd. If my interaction is with a kiosk short of being handed something, it’s an insulting extra step. I’m already paying the price for my employer’s pay scale … I can’t take on someone else’s stinginess.
You really should be angry. Housing is of course UN-defined as a human right, but as with everything, we set it up and then excluded ourselves. I like my little house; it has brought true importance into specific relief, and I’m for the first time in my life able to define needs on my own.
I’m lucky enough to have a family where while left to fail on my own because the job market hasn’t changed since 1985 according to my parents, they’ll fund food while telling me what a fuckup I am. It’s food, and I’m keen on the idea.