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8/3/2025, 12:55:13 PM
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You wake up, go to work, grind out 40+ hours a week, make $15 an hour, and what do you get? Barely enough to afford rent in a glorified broom closet that smells like cigarettes and regret. Housing is a joke—either you’re paying $1,500 a month for a roach-infested studio, or you’re stuck with roommates who cry over their UberEats order getting canceled. Meanwhile, “luxury” apartments pop up everywhere, charging $3,000 a month so you can live in a shoebox with a “communal workspace” full of unemployed crypto bros.
Step outside, and it’s even worse. The roads look like a warzone, every building is either abandoned or graffiti-covered, and the only new businesses opening are weed dispensaries and overpriced coffee shops. The mall? Dead. Bars? Just daycare centers for single moms who “need a break” from the kids they had with Chad. Parks? Good luck avoiding the homeless dude screaming at a tree. Even if you do find something to do, it costs a fortune, and you’re surrounded by people who look like they escaped from a Walmart clearance bin.
And then there’s women. Used to be, if you worked hard, you could at least get a decent girlfriend. Now? Most are either built like refrigerators, covered in garbage tattoos, or already have a kid (or two, or three) from some “bad breakup.” The ones that aren’t disasters? Too busy selling feet pics on OnlyFans to guys who make more than you.
Then there’s the worst part—someone like Pan Piano is making half a million a year just by playing piano in cosplay, while you’re debating whether you can afford gas and groceries in the same week. Imagine explaining to someone 20 years ago that in the future, shaking your ass online would be a better career move than getting a degree.
They told us to work hard, be responsible, and do things the “right way.” Turns out, the real move was to be born rich or shameless. Society is a joke, and we’re the punchline.
You wake up, go to work, grind out 40+ hours a week, make $15 an hour, and what do you get? Barely enough to afford rent in a glorified broom closet that smells like cigarettes and regret. Housing is a joke—either you’re paying $1,500 a month for a roach-infested studio, or you’re stuck with roommates who cry over their UberEats order getting canceled. Meanwhile, “luxury” apartments pop up everywhere, charging $3,000 a month so you can live in a shoebox with a “communal workspace” full of unemployed crypto bros.
Step outside, and it’s even worse. The roads look like a warzone, every building is either abandoned or graffiti-covered, and the only new businesses opening are weed dispensaries and overpriced coffee shops. The mall? Dead. Bars? Just daycare centers for single moms who “need a break” from the kids they had with Chad. Parks? Good luck avoiding the homeless dude screaming at a tree. Even if you do find something to do, it costs a fortune, and you’re surrounded by people who look like they escaped from a Walmart clearance bin.
And then there’s women. Used to be, if you worked hard, you could at least get a decent girlfriend. Now? Most are either built like refrigerators, covered in garbage tattoos, or already have a kid (or two, or three) from some “bad breakup.” The ones that aren’t disasters? Too busy selling feet pics on OnlyFans to guys who make more than you.
Then there’s the worst part—someone like Pan Piano is making half a million a year just by playing piano in cosplay, while you’re debating whether you can afford gas and groceries in the same week. Imagine explaining to someone 20 years ago that in the future, shaking your ass online would be a better career move than getting a degree.
They told us to work hard, be responsible, and do things the “right way.” Turns out, the real move was to be born rich or shameless. Society is a joke, and we’re the punchline.
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