consent

A: how u
L: sick of work
A: so sick of work too. and we have so many yrs left.
L: seriously. why. why is it necessary? this is life.
A: it's ridiculous. nobody told us this nonsense at birth.
L: i do not remember signing consent.
A: exactly. "Hello baby. You are here to work. Deal with it." "NO."
L: woulda crawled the fuck back in and rotted there.

L: and people are like, "but your job is meaningful. you get to help people." really, I don't give a DAMN about making a difference most days. if someone paid me more money to go back to burger king, i would. i'd go back to burger king and "help people." that's just being real. jobs are for making money or meeting people to distract from loneliness like the old people at walmart.