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I live in Tacoma Washington.
Judson, 22 years of living on this gravity well, spiraling around this nuclear fireball that somehow keeps us warm. Words of description: single, 'out to lunch', Malformed Public duty gland, and a deficiency in moral fiber precluding me from saving Universes. Possibly a dreamer (jury is still out). A bit rude, a bit crude, a bit into myself.
Nothing of importance: Don't listen to me, because I am mostly out to lunch, and Mostly harmless.
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The Truth About The Minimum Wage
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People don’t like to think that anyone’s labor is worth less than the minimum wage. Someone might end up flipping burgers for $5.00 an hour. You might think the minimum wage is a way of paying some sort of dignity premium—hence language like “living wage.” People with such good intentions look at the direct beneficiaries of these policies, say, burger flippers now making $7.50 an hour. They pat themselves on the back. But they rarely count the invisible costs: willing human beings who never get hired in the first place.
“But $5.00 an hour is not enough to live on!,” they’ll say. For whom? A teenager living at home with his parents? An elderly person who wants simply to stay active? A single mom with three kids? A single woman sharing an apartment with 2 roommates? Of course, not all of these people could live off of $5.00 an hour. But some of them could given the opportunity. Concerns about those who couldn’t don’t justify minimum wages even if we ignored the invisible costs of the policy, which include reduced margins to businesses that might otherwise grow (and hire more people).
In other words, if you take off the bottom two rungs of the income ladder, many will never climb it. That’s the effect of the minimum wage. The more cynical side of me says that’s how many politicians and the overpaid teamsters want it.
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I really hate Mondays.
Glad it’s almost over.
I get it, he is picking up the papers he tossed on Monday! ahah
(Source: the-incessant-thinking)
I don’t understand how people do this.
I’ve been at this job for a little over two weeks.
How do people do this?
Work work work, look forward to two days of freedom, back to work work work.
Money is really nice to have and don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly not complaining. I’m very lucky to even have a job right now, but it’s just…..ugh.
I don’t know.
It’s better than sitting at home doing nothing and having nothing to wake up for. It’s better than being broke and having to mooch off your parents, but I still don’t understand how people do this. How do people do this for their whole lives? The same job…for years……
It is insanity I say.
