u/Less-Suggestion-5262

So yea, my first real job paid $8 per hour, which adjusted for inflation is equivalent to $22-$23 hr. I make $22.65 hr. Fuck, just fuck my life. And they say that their isn't some shady globalist organization plotting to keep the poor down

Specifically, when your prospective partner has said person living with them, and it's pretty clearly implied that if things get serious, and you want to live together/get married and have kids, this person will also be living you.

Im 36m, I've been caring for my mother since I was 16. Had to drop out of high-school and start working two jobs to keep a roof over our heads.

I've been in several relationships that lasted more than a year, proposed twice, and been rejected twice. Both times, it was something like "I'm just not ready to settle down", or "marriage and kids aren't something Im interested in". And the relationship ended shortly after. Went similarly in the ones where I didn't propose.

It just feels like every time it gets to the "live together stage" the relationship collapsed. Maybe it's just me.

If you respond, please be honest, don't say it wouldn't be a deal breaker to make me feel better, or seem like a good person. If it's a hard no, say so.

Hey yall. Keeping my under carriage as clean as possible is a high priority to me. If at all possible, I avoid pooping unless I am at home and able to shower afterwards. Sometimes there's no getting around having to use a public/workplace bathroom, and wet wipes are a thing, but it just bothers the hell out of me to have to do that.

I am 22m. I just started working in the welding/steel working industry February of this year. The guy that I get stuck working with and learning from all the time is like 45 and he's hungover and grumpy all the time. He has like three DUIs and in his own words, Ain't no quitter.

Anyway, he constantly talks down to me and gives me a hard time because im young and don't know how to just jump in and do alot of stuff on my own yet. Every time I have to interrupt what he's doing to ask a question it's like "Seriously kid? How do you not know how to do this shit!?!?!?" Like bro, I'm 22. I worked at McDonald's before this. I'm an apprentice, I'm not supposed to know how to do everything, I'm supposed to do the shit work for you and learn the more advanced stuff as I go.

He got his license suspended and has all kinds of fines and court costs to pay, so he is also constantly trying to bum rides, or wanting to borrow $20. He recently got caught driving on suspended license, and got sentenced to a few weekends in jail. Friday at work, he asked me to drop him off at the jail after work, so he can serve his first weekend. I was like sure bro, whatever.

After work I drove him down to the jail. When we pulled into the parking lot, there were several cops milling about, socializing around a cop car. That's when the intrusive thought popped into my head. My coworker got out of the car, and started walking tword the entrance. I started to pull out of the parking lot. I rolled my window down and shouted "HE HAS DRUGS UP HIS ASS!!!!!" All the cops snapped their heads tword my car and then at my coworker. I drove off cackling like the Joker.

Don't know if that caused him to get a more invasive search than he would have otherwise, and if he shows up for work Monday he's gonna be pissed, but he's always pissed anyway so who cares. Maybe try not being a dick to the person you constantly bum rides off of 🤷‍♂️

Any body else out there feel like Hollywood gave up on comedies? It feels like after 2015 or so, they just stopped even attempting to make genuinely funny movies with super memorable/quotable moments, "I know who I am! I'm a dude playing a dude, disguised as another dude!" ~Tropic Thunder. So may great examples like Fourty Year Old Virgin, Super Bad, The Hangover franchise, American Pie, Me Myself And Irene, literally ay Adam Sandler film from the 90s and early 2000s.

IDK, it feels like a lot of it died out with brick and mortar video stores, as well as the rise of over sensitivity about offending people

I have so very much resentment for my elderly mother and it's getting very difficult for me to contain it.

Hey yall, not looking for advice and I know I'm going to catch some hate, I just need to get this out.

I'm 37m, im currently caring for my 72yo mother. She is very frail and not in great health. She was married and divorced three times, refused to try dating after her third marriage failed due to how bad that relationship went. She ended that marriage when I was 13.

Her entire working life was spent working minimum wage adjacent jobs ( maybe making a dollar or two more than minimum wage). And she never even attempted to anything to get herself to a better position in life or prepare for retirement. She always just assumed she would be married or social security would be enough to cover it.

Also she allowed me to grow up in an abusive household. Age three to thirteen, I was abused verbally, physically, and for a brief stent sexualy by my step father on a daily basis. She claims not to have known about the sexual stuff, but I'm far from convinced.

Anyway, all that said, when I was 16, life was better than it had ever been. With the divorce all the abuse stopped and I finally felt comfortable in my own home. I was dating my high-school sweetheart and very much in love with her. I was at the top of my class and well on my way to going to college for mechanical/electrical engineering, allready had some awesome grants lined up due to my GPA and economic status.

Mom abruptly decided that she was going to move us back to Tennessee, because all of our relatives live there and she needed to spend time with her mother before she passed, which is understandable. When she married the man who ruined my childhood, he immediately moved us to Michigan, where we lived from 1994-2006.

I very much did not want to move back to Tennessee, I was in love with my girlfriend and had two years of high-school left before graduation. However, my mother was dead set on the move. The plan was for me to finish out high-school in Tennessee, then attend college. Well mom didn't do her research, like always, and it turned out that the cost of living was roughly 2x higher in Tennessee, and by the time she realized it, it was allready too late. She spent all her money on the move, only to realize that I can't cover all the required expenses on what I make as a house keeper at a poopie motel. I'm sure yall can see where this is going.

Shortly after the move, she sat me down and told me that she was sorry, but she wasn't going to be able to afford everything by herself, and that I was going to have to skip the last two years of high-school and start working to help pay bills. So much to my dismay, I dropped out and got my GED, which disqualified me from the college grants that I had worked so hard to secure, and entered the workforce at 17.

The deal was that it was going to be a 50/50 thing between my mother and I could figure something out an at least make college happen. Never did. We always struggled financially, even just keeping a good running vehicle was way harder than it rightfully should have been. In around 2008 she got into a car wreck and totaled out our car. We didn't have any savings and she was injured and couldn't work. I had to do some illegal stuff that I won't go into detail about and am ashamed of in order to quickly aquire a few thousand dollars in order to get a vehicle so I could get back and forth to work.

After my mother healed up, she flat out refused to even attempt to go back to work or look for a job. She said that she just couldn't do it any more and she could never bring herself to drive again after the accident. She was 52 at the time.

I explained that if I was going to be working and paying my own way in life that I wanted to move out into my own place, so she needed to start dating and looking to get married if she wasn't going to get a job and do what she needed to do in order to support herself.

She freaked the heck out, started sobbing/guilt tripping me and I fell for it. She begged me to pay the bills until she was old enough to draw social security, then she would be able to support herself. I explained to her that's not how social security works. It's not to completely cover your expenses, it's to supplement your savings for retirement, it's not going to be enough. You can't tell that woman anything. Flash foward to 2012, and she is old enough to start drawing benefits. Well....due to the fact that she only worked low wage jobs, retired early, and started drawing social security as soon as she possibly could, she only gets $350 per month in social security, and $160 in food stamps, and I am still supporting her to this day.

Over the years I have tried dating and looked for a serious relationship many times. Every single time becomes a failure to launch when things start to get serious, because who TF wants to date/marrie someone who is a high-school dropout who lives with their mother, it doesn't matter that it's because im caring for her. In a perspective girlfriend/wife's eyes, im a 35yo loser who still lives with his mom.

Despite everything, I love my mother. The things she did do right as a parent, she knocked it out of the park. That doesn't change the fact that her rash, poorly planned, and outright stupid life choices have resulted in so much phycological damage and missed opportunities for me personally. I'm 37, have never been married or in a long term relationship, never had my own living space, never had kids, didn't get to go to college, and at this point kept a roof over her head and supported her existence loger than she did for me.

I find myself resenting her more and more every day, and it's getting very hard for me to maintain and be kind and loving tword her. I just want to pack my stuff in the middle of the night and leave, not tell anyone where im going. My mother is close to the end of her life, and I just avoid her. I live in the same house and say about five sentences a day to her. If im not at work, I'm in my bedroom with the door closed, I just don't even want to be around her because just being in her presence makes me feel so angry and disgusted with her. I feel awful about myself so feeling this way, but the longer this goes on, the worse the resentment and anger gets.

I've had to watch my older siblings, friends, relatives go out and do what they want with their lives, get married, have kids, travel, all while my own life passes me by. I just can't forgive my mother for the reprocussions of her choices, im sure she didn't have malicious intent, but it caused me to pay an extremely high price. I love her dearly and hate her so much at the same time, it's killing me inside and I don't know what to do other than continuing to suffer in silence

I don't mean going back and telling 10yo me to buy Bitcoin when it launches, or to buy up gold while it's less than $500 per ounce, or invest in Amazon and Invidia. I mean just giving young me some vague predictions about about the wild things that are going to take place after the year 2000.

FUTURE ME: Hey kid, ya know you are going to see some exceptionally crazy world events that are so far out there that they will seem made up

PAST ME: What?

FUTURE ME: Yea, it's going to start right after the year 2000, and it's just going to keep happening. One crazy horrible world event after another. You will see the world become unrecognizable inside of two and a half decades.

PAST ME: Like what, how?

FUTURE ME: Well....In the late summer/early autumn of 2001, something completely unexpected and horrible is going to take place in New York city, and it's going to fundamentally change the the way the world works, and there will be no going back. Sorry, can't go into any more detail than that.

FUTURE ME: Remember during summer break 1998, at the park, how you had that thought cross your mind that it seems impossible that technology can possibly get much more advanced than it allready is?

PAST ME: Yea, I remember.

FUTURE ME: You are going to be very wrong about that.

There isn't going to be flying cars, or colonies on Mars, well at least not when I travel back to the year 2000. But ya know how your math teacher is always saying you will not be walking around with a calculator in your pocket when you get out into the real world?

PAST ME: Yea....

FUTURE ME: You will have a device in your pocket, at all times, that will have somewhere between 5,000 and 20,000 times the processing power of the desktop computers in the school library. This device will have access to Artificial Intelligence that can answer basically any question you could possibly ask it in less than a second. It would take days for me to describe everything that this device will be able to do, trust me it's going to be wild.

PAST ME: Like from Star Trek?

FUTURE ME: Kind of.

FUTURE ME: Ya know the New York thing? America is going to get into two wars at the same time because of it, and both of them are going to go on for nearly two decades, and when they are all said and done, it's just going to be a huge waste of human life, money and resources, and you are going to get the bill for all of it.

In 2008, you will get your first real adult job at 18yo. Three months later, there will be the worst financial collapse since the great depression. Do what ever it takes to buy a house right after that happens, and I know it's going to seem crazy to agree to pay that much for a house, but if you don't make it happen within about five years after the financial collapse, you will never own a house.

PAST ME: What?

FUTURE ME: Yea....and if you still don't manage to buy a house during that window of time, then don't waste your 20s working as much over time as you can get, and don't chase career advancement. You'll wake up one day at 35yo and realize that all that time and effort you put in was pointless. What you earn at 35, after adjusting for inflation, you make the equivalent of $10hr in the year 2008.... you start your first job in 2008 at literally $10hr.

Enjoy your time outside of work. Live your best life, because all that hard work, dedication, and doing things to the best of your ability will all be pointless and you will have nothing to show for it but regret.

PAST ME:.........

FUTURE ME: Ever hear of a pandemic? Well there's going to be one, and it's going to radically change how the world works again, in a really bad way, and it's just going to continue to get worse. By the time you get to be my age, a house that costs fifty thousand dollars right now will cost half a million. An apartment that rents for $250 a month right now will cost $2,000 a month in my time.

FUTURE ME: Everything else is going to get crazy expensive too. A cart full of groceries is going to cost around $500, a new pickup truck will be nearly $100,000, a burger and fries is going to cost like $20. Long story short, everything is going to cost roughly 10x what it does now, and wages are only going to increase about 2.5x what they are now.

PAST ME.......

FUTURE ME: That whole American dream thing, the work hard and give it your all mentality that all the adults are ramming into your brain right now, that's all a load of garbage. Just don't worry about all that. Enjoy your life and make the most of every single second you have outside of work.

PAST ME:........(Starts running away)

FUTURE ME: Wait, where are you going? I haven't even got to the part about dating and marriage yet!

Melinial here. I just noticed the other day that we're getting to the point where we are no longer catching near as much guff about our age, work ethic, and generaly for being melinials, I myself am an 89 model. Seems like most of the focus has shifted tword gen z, and gen alpha.

It's just funny to me that melinials are starting to talk a lot of crap about gen z and alpha. Guess it's just a natural progression. But I really want to know what it was like for yall.

It's awesome that Marijuana has been de-stigmatized, and partially legalized in many states, it's so easy and much safer to get now days. But that takes alot of the fun out of it for me.

As a teen, it was so freaking awesome to finally score a bag of weed after a long dry spell, and a lord of the rings esque quest for me and my friends to get some.

That feeling when you finally managed to scrape together enough cash to throw down on a bag together, and successfully find a plug, It was like Christmas morning every time.

Weed just doesn't seem all that special anymore now that it's as easy as buying a pack of cigs. I don't get as excited anymore, yea there's different strains, and concentrates now. But it's so easy to take for granted. And today's weed is so focused purely on THC content and not at all on CBD content, that it just isn't as fun as the old days.

Old weed produced a goofy, laughing, relaxed, euphoric high, where as modern weed will rock your shit, but produces a more on edge, this is too much type of experience. Maybe it's because im getting older and my brain chemistry is changing, but it just used to be alot more fun, now it's mainly for de-stressing at the end of the day.

Me personally, I really miss going by the video store on Friday night and renting some good ole B-horror movies, not so much that the movies were that great, but because it was one of the few easy options back then to see some ( ○ ) ( ○ ) 😅.

I also really miss Kmart, music shops, and the whole entire mall culture. It was so awesome to be able to go down to the mall with your friends and twenty bucks in your pocket and make a day of it

Brief summary so far: I was working as a supervisor at a company that manufactures construction equipment. They did not do pre employment drug tests or randoms. They had no HR department, and management didn't care if employees used drugs/came to work under the influence. As long as you could preform at an acceptable level, they just looked the other way. I had just bounced Captain Crack Sparrow out of my department, so I had an opening in my crew.

My boss decided to try using a temp agency instead of relying on referrals. So one morning he comes walking back to my department with a new guy. Introduces me and says this is blank, he's with the staffing agency, the staffing agency does periodic drug tests on their people so I know this guy isn't going to give you problems like Crack Sparrow did. WRONG!!!!

I'm not going to use the temp worker's real name. He had an opiat problem, so we're gonna call him Methadone Malone. So Within his first two hours he was allready constantly on his phone, yelling at his girlfriend and threatening her, Stuff like " listen you f*ckin b*thc, you better get them g*d d*mn loratabs before I get off work". By lunch he had proceeded to ask half the guys in the shop for pain pills.

I went to my boss and got promptly told to deal with it, just like with Crack Sparrow. CRAP! So I go back to my work area and pull Methadone Malone aside and tell him he has to stay off his phone in between breaks and stay working on the task I assigned him. Ten minutes later he's back outside the the emergency exit in my department, on his phone again, threatening and yelling at his girlfriend.

Crack Sparrow's behavior was extremely frustrating, but Methadone Malone bothered me on a whole nother level, what with the shouting and threatening of his girlfriend. I continue to make my distain for Methadone Malone's behavior know to my boss, and keep getting told to deal with it, the staffing agency drug tests it's people, so I mut be misreading the situation.

Things go on like that for several days, Methadone Malone constantly on his phone shouting at his girlfriend, wandering around the shop trying to score pain pills. I REALLY, REALLY don't like this dude, and my patience is basically gone. I catch him shouting at his girlfriend on the phone yet again, and I lose my s*it on him. It takes alot to get me to lose my composure and start shouting at someone. I believe it only happened four times in the eight years that I worked there, Methadone Malone was one of them.

Of course, Methadone Malone got butt hurt and went and snitched on me. Guess he was pretty good at presenting as normal in front of the plant manager and the folks from the staffing agency, because I got my ass chewed. Im furious at this point. Later in the day he comes up and apologizes, and stays off his phone the rest of the day.

At the end of the day he comes up and asks me for a ride to the bowling alley across town. He said his girlfriend didn't have enough gas to make it all the way to work to pick him up, and he had all of their cash on him so shevcouldn't stop and get gas. I was like fine, I can do that. In hindsight I should have declined, as there's no telling what kind of highly illegal items this guy had on him, but that thought didn't cross my mind when I agreed to give him a ride.

So we get off work and I drive him across town to the bowling alley. He pointed out his girlfriend's car and I pulled up next to it. His girlfriend was sitting in the driver's seat, passed the hell out, head leaned back off the side of the head rest, mouth wide open like a turkey in a rainstorm, slobbering all over herself. The front third of the car was up over the curb and in the bushes. I guess she was twacked out on pain pills or alcohol, and had pulled into the the parking spot and nodded off before she could put the car in park and shut it off. Guess she was too messed up to drive the rest of the way to pick up Methadone Malone from work.

Methadone Malone calmly and casually thanks me for the ride and says he'll see me in the morning, as if his girlfriend being passed out on drugs and parked half way into the bushes is normal, and it's no big deal for your boss to see something like that. He opens the door and hops out of my car, casual as can be and thanks me again. Then he immediately took on the stance and behavior of a pissed off chimpanzee walking on two legs. He quickly shuffled up to his girlfriend's car and started violently shaking it, while screaming "WAKE UP YOU STUUUUPID BIIIIIITTTTTCH!!!!!! His shaking of the vehicle dislodged the car, which was still in gear, from the curb, and it rolled the rest of the way through the bushes, across the road, and into a light pole.

At this point I was more than done with this crap. I noped the hell out of there before the cops showed up. I Immediately called my boss and demanded he get someone from the staffing agency down there tomorrow morning to hit Methadone Malone with a surprise drug test. My boss agreed after hearing about the bowling alley.

Next morning Methadone Malone acted shocked when the staffing agency showed up to drug test him. As if the bowling alley didn't happen, as if he didn't spend the last three days constantly shouting at his girlfriend on the phone demanding she score pain pills, for all to hear. Dude didn't even try to be subtle about it. Long story short, the cup he had to pee in basically melted. His drug test popped for multiple substances and I canceled his contract.

You'd think by this point my boss would at least let me interview people before sticking them in my crew, but this company was out to make dollars, not sense (pun intended). So I ended up having to deal with many more people twacked out on drugs during my time at this company, and I have a bunch more crazy stories along these lines, so if you like this post, there's alot more coming. Anyway, that's all I have for today. If yall have any crazy stories along these lines, I'd love to hear about it in the comments. Yall have a good one!