Epic Whine by Clueless Millennial Gets Her Fired
You have to read this extraordinarily ignorant, oblivious whine from a young woman who took a minimum wage job in San Francisco -- one of the most expensive cities to live -- and is complaining that she doesn't have enough money to eat.
The woman seeks sympathy and understanding. I'll give her the sympathy but I fail to understand why she failed to realistically think through the first few years of her life after graduating.
Here are some excerpts from the 2500-word screed. Read the whole thing -- but take care your jaw doesn't hit the floor before you're through.
I left college, having majored in English literature, with a dream to work in media. It was either that or go to law school. Or become a teacher. But I didn’t want to become a cliche or drown in student loans, see. I also desperately needed to leave where I was living — I could get into the details of why, but to sum up: I wanted to die every single day of my life and it took me several years to realize it was because of the environment I was in. So, I picked the next best place: somewhere close to my dad, since we’ve never gotten to have much of a relationship and I like the weather up here. I found a job (I was hired the same day as my interview, in fact) and I put a bunch of debt on a shiny new credit card to afford the move.
We are the sum of the choices we make in life. Choosing to major in English literature is fine. In my day, a lit major was eminently employable because she could usually write and think well enough for just about any entry-level management position.
But those days are long gone. If I were starting college today, I would major in business or some other "practical" field that would make me employable across a wide spectrum of industries. Lit majors make good teachers today and not much else.
And what does she mean that she wanted to work in "media"? There might be 50 types of media and hundreds of media specializations. Couldn't she have researched and planned a more specific career path?
Coming out of college without much more than freelancing and tutoring under my belt, I felt it was fair that I start out working in the customer support section of Yelp/Eat24 before I’d be qualified to transfer to media. Then, after I had moved and got firmly stuck in this apartment with this debt, I was told I’d have to work in support for an entire year before I would be able to move to a different department. A whole year answering calls and talking to customers just for the hope that someday I’d be able to make memes and twitter jokes about food. If you follow me on twitter, which you don’t, you’d know that these are things I already do. But that’s neither here nor there. Let’s get back to the situation at hand, shall we?
I haven’t bought groceries since I started this job. Not because I’m lazy, but because I got this ten pound bag of rice before I moved here and my meals at home (including the one I’m having as I write this) consist, by and large, of that. Because I can’t afford to buy groceries. Bread is a luxury to me, even though you’ve got a whole fridge full of it on the 8th floor. But we’re not allowed to take any of that home because it’s for at-work eating. Of which I do a lot. Because 80 percent of my income goes to paying my rent. Isn’t that ironic? Your employee for your food delivery app that you spent $300 million to buy can’t afford to buy food. That’s gotta be a little ironic, right?
Her first huge mistake was moving to San Francisco. It might be nice to live in your dream city where the weather is nice and you're close to your dad, but seriously, how could anyone expect to work a minimum wage job in one of the most expensive cities in the world? It's incomprehensible and shows a critical lack of understanding of the outside world.