How many people here have ever kept mum while your boss verbally degraded you because you really needed the job and the money?
Even worse, when you went home that night and vented to your friends and families, how many of you were congratulated for doing the mature thing by keeping your job? Perhaps you have a few kids at home and it would have been irresponsible for you to risk your employment no matter how badly you were being treated? You’re an adult and you know that sometimes people need to put their morality and dignity aside and do what’s best for their family?
I think that’s bullshit.
That attitude is a humiliating, degrading, soul crushing way to exist. And no one should live that way.
Furthermore, your children learn from example, so don’t think for one second you’re doing them any favors by eating shit. The only thing you’re teaching them is that it’s ok to be pushed around and bullied by a corporate figurehead. Unless you envision them someday following your footsteps, I say money be damned. And if you do hope they’d do the ‘responsible thing’ and bite their tongue, then you might as well start teaching them to advert their eyes and say ‘yes massa’ now. Don’t bother teaching them to always fight for what they believe in and stand up for themselves. The ideology is a joke without the follow through.
America’s addiction to consumer spending is making slaves out of all of us.
During the very last job I held, I starting having issues with my immediate supervisor. To handle this corporately, I requested a sit down meeting with my supervisor and my boss to rectify the problem. I informed my boss that things were so intolerable that I was unable to adequately perform my duties, so time was of an essence. My boss responded by reaming my ass. Towards the end of his tirade, he said something that sticks with me to this day:
“And don’t you forget that you belong to me! You don’t get to tell me what you’re going to do! I tell you what you’re going to do!”
Shocked, I responded:
“Don’t you….don’t you….talk to me like that. I am not a child. I’m an adult and I have a right to set my own personal boundaries. Once I communicate to you my boundaries, you have a right to determine whether or not you’ll keep me employed in this establishment. But to say I don’t have a right to set my own limits….”
“I’m not firing you!” he snapped.
“I quit,” I quietly replied. That bastard had terrible grammar and if you’ve ever been double negative’d to death for 30 minutes before you were told, in so many words, that you were property of a company, then perhaps you can understand my humiliation.
I’ve had jobs where clients have actually pushed me out of frustration. I’ve had a co-worker stick his hand down my pants on numerous occasions. I’ve had bosses hold promotions over my head as if I were a rat jumping for a piece of cheese. To get that promotion, I sometimes worked tirelessly 50….60…..70….80 hours a week. And when that promotion finally came with my 10 grand a year raise, I realized that I just sold a year of my life for a few nickels and dimes. Time I could have spend with my family and friends, time I could have spent with my hobbies, time I could have spent doing things I enjoyed…..I spent working a job I hated for a measly extra 10 grand a year. Before taxes.
Do you want to talk about shame? Out of all the things I’ve done in my life, I feel the greatest shame for putting up with that bullshit.
If we are optimistic, we can all assume that we’ll live to be 100 years old and we’ll just forget that only about 70 of them will be any fun. That’s not a very long time, people. How many years of it are you going to spend doing a job that you hate? How many years of your life are you going to give to a company who knows you only as a number who is currently making them a little richer? How many days are you going to spend under the rule of a slimy boss who treats you like dirt?
How many years? Remember, you only have 100. How many?
I’ve always had a lot of personal pride and pretty soon I became consumed with the idea that I would spend as little of my time as possible doing a job I hated. But the real question was, how? We all need money to live and a person with any self respect should work for their money, right?
But I challenge you to see past your job and learn to work for yourself. If you are diligent and self disciplined, you can become financially independent and comfortable. There is not one single person reading who doesn’t have the potential to learn and utilize a financial education. And once you have, you can quit working because you have to and only work because you want to. Or you can not work at all. It’s up to you.
But working out of necessity makes a slave out of you. It doesn’t have to be that way.
I have a lot to say on this subject, so I’m going to make this a 3 part series. The goal of this series is to give you some financial know how and advice on how to become independently wealthy. I will be focusing on changing your attitude as opposed to technicalities. I won’t kid you and pretend that it won’t be hard work. It might even be one of the hardest things you’ve ever done considering that you’ll have to challenge your own beliefs and step outside of your personal comfort zones. Most people have a lot of trouble with that. But if you ultimately stick with it, you will learn the meaning of true freedom and gain the one luxury that most of us are doing without: Time.
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