Ramblings of a sympathetic consumer
I hate that people are still working at 10 at night. How the hell are they going to get home? I hate that I am here to witness this because this person is here at 10pm for me. I wish they knew how grateful I am that they had to figure out transport and babysitting issues so I could make this purchase.
I wish i didn’t need things in the middle of the night and have to go out to the store right then and there. Although they have to be here because that is how they put food on the table. So I guess in some ways it is a good thing that I have these late night needs that have resulted in these late night shifts that completely break my heart. I mean I can imagine they probably earn the bare minimum just so they can possibly put their kids through school, a decent school. A school decent enough that they have better options than their parents who never even get to see their kids go to bed because they are here attending to me and my 10pm things.
I can’t help but go back and forth about this in my head because I can only imagine how much it must suck for a child to see their mother arrive from work when they are leaving for school, a good school that they can go to because she spends her nights working so she can afford it and that’s why she crosses paths with her children when she returns home and they leave home.
I’m a sympathetic consumer caught between job creations by creating a need for goods/service at 10pm and feeling sorry for people who miss out on seeing their kids go to bed every night because they have this job, you know. I hate that there is so much of a gap between the rich and the poor. The poor, who have to sacrifice some great parts of their lives so they can at least live. And I always find myself stuck with the question, what can I do to help? There ought to be something that can be done to make this better for everyone. I struggle and drive myself insane with these thoughts and i find myself paralysed with the constant “it’s life, what can we do?”Argh.
Maybe, just maybe Karl Marx was on to something once upon a socialist time ago. But we are where we are today because people are people. Everybody wants to be a King and besides if we all rich, who is going to build our houses? I hate that things are these way and I fight for myself and mine because the economy is friendly to only some.
But I’ll always have you on my mind and I need you to know that I am grateful that you are here at 10pm attending to me. Because i know you are here fighting your fight. You have to be here so late at night to win your fight .