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Been in corporate America for about 4 years now, and my conception of value is fucked beyond comprehension (hexbear.net)
submitted 9 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]
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Almost feels like my brain is broken or some shit.

I’m looking at the pricing of houses in my area and comparing it to my salary, and how the actual fuck is anyone affording a house these days? We’re talking almost half a million for a house that takes <2 days to build and is practically an irl copy and paste of some of the homes down the street. What the actual fuck. It seems like I’m the only one (though I know I’m not) who sees how this is completely at odds with everything I learned about the world.

Also, so salaries. How the fuck are they determined? Because it certainly isn’t the result of how much actual work you do, I’m making nearly six figures and I do jack shit yet I’m supposed to just be OK with how morally repugnant that is, as if I’m not also a piece upholding the same utterly corrupt system as well?

Fuck if I know, I try to say this shit to people irl and they just tell me that the world’s not fair blah blah blah. Yeah homie, “not fair” is quite possibly the biggest understatement ever.

I very much understand what people say when they say that money is not real. Feel free to grill my complete ignorance of Econ too if you wish, maybe it’s just something I’ll never understand

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[–] [email protected] 55 points 9 months ago (2 children)

I'll do the usual plug for the book "Bullshit jobs" since no one else has. It talks a lot about the reasons why nothing makes sense.

I feel like I'm losing my mind at work. I feel burnt out despite not really accomplishing anything material. I was just talking with someone who does real work and they talked about how nice it can feel to come home physically exhausted and not have to worry about the shit that will be there next shift. Grass is always greener, but "the more useful your job is the less you're paid" is a very reliable rule when applied inside an industry, and pretty good in general.

[–] [email protected] 25 points 9 months ago (1 children)

Read it a few months ago, and now I’m almost convinced that I shouldn’t have 🙃

The part about “moral envy” has really been fucking with me lately

[–] [email protected] 29 points 9 months ago (1 children)

now I’m almost convinced that I shouldn’t have 🙃

same brother same.

If i were more more capable of dishonesty and being a grifter I'm sure I could use that knowledge to squeeze some more, but I just want to put in some labor and get paid fairly (where homes aren't millions of dollars). More importantly I want that for everyone else.

[–] [email protected] 25 points 9 months ago* (last edited 9 months ago) (1 children)

Fuck that, squeeze. You’re not taking from fellow workers you’re taking from the shareholders. You should be complaining about your pay as often as possible. That shit compounds

Edit: and if you’re young get a new job every 2 years like clockwork

[–] [email protected] 21 points 9 months ago (1 children)

I know, I go in to meetings with the biggest impostor syndrome and come out realizing I was the only one who knew what I was talking about. Swear to god feels like we're playing with dolls sometimes, only instead of having fun I'm trying not to lose it.

[–] [email protected] 19 points 9 months ago

It’s its own special kind of hell. Especially when you’re relatively young and you’re just like welp, only 40 years to go.