

sitting in the office waiting to die 8 hours a day
That is exactly why I absolutely thrived in manufacturing. Well, the right type of manufacturing. I’d rather die than work in an office. I lasted exactly one month at my one and only desk job before I had to quit and find something different.
I don’t write often anymore either, but recently tried to write a letter to someone, wow after a few sentences could I notice how out of practice I was. I ‘jot things down’ all the time, but a letter, paragraphs, whew.
I think it’s tough, because many degree jobs are all desk jobs, so it’s like, you want the degree and good money, but the work, doesn’t sound fun. Im glad wfh has helped though, thats great
I think about the car thing a lot, as we may need a new one in a few years.
My husband’s father leased a new BMW. He picked us up on easter with it. The whole front is a giant screen. You wave your hand a certain way, it can change the song or adjust the volume… by waving your hand. While he thought it was cool, all I could think about was the fact something was visually recording every movement in the car. And what if you’re a person who talks with their hands?
Stupid fucking needless features.