I'm 61 and retired, but I'm right there with him on that one. It's bugged me most of my working life.My son is the typical millennial. He has always resented that he has had to work for a living.
But when I considered the alternative of hunger and homelessness, I saw the light.
One of the main things my dearly departed mother instilled in me was a sense of responsibility.
No matter how crummy the work was or how bad the management treated me, I always kept chugging along.
She did let me know how special I was. But it was understood that certification was between her and I.
The rest of the world was mostly dog-eat-dog and I'd still have to pull my weight.
~ I miss that woman very much. ~