There’s a third one, too, it’s a funny one: you stare at countless (mostly fake) job vacancies expecting to be hired so to “deserve to survive”, while bills can’t stop arriving. You resign from your 10-yr IT career and try to apply for a simpler, factory vacancy, just to hear from HRs that your CV is “too good to be applied for our simpler jobs”. In the meantime, you catch yourself selling your soul and autonomy (constantly forced to accept the circumstances) to these people that share the same blood lineage as yours (some call them “familiars”) because you can’t see another option, except for going homeless, where you’ll be constantly assaulted by cops and people saying “go get a job” to you because you got nothing. By the way, you also inhale toxic fumes from air pollution from cities. And you stare at a Word document, your own CV, thinking “what did I do wrong?”.
There’s a third one, too, it’s a funny one: you stare at countless (mostly fake) job vacancies expecting to be hired so to “deserve to survive”, while bills can’t stop arriving. You resign from your 10-yr IT career and try to apply for a simpler, factory vacancy, just to hear from HRs that your CV is “too good to be applied for our simpler jobs”. In the meantime, you catch yourself selling your soul and autonomy (constantly forced to accept the circumstances) to these people that share the same blood lineage as yours (some call them “familiars”) because you can’t see another option, except for going homeless, where you’ll be constantly assaulted by cops and people saying “go get a job” to you because you got nothing. By the way, you also inhale toxic fumes from air pollution from cities. And you stare at a Word document, your own CV, thinking “what did I do wrong?”.