Originally Posted by
stealurface831
For me and many of my peers, work isn't a means to an end, as it is for Marge. It is the means through which we do the shit now that Marge does in retirement. The idea that work is what gets us to retirement, and that retirement is when we really get to enjoy things is dead to kids my age. So we are doing that shit know, while our knees are good and our dicks work. We work for the weekends and vacation days and money for bikes, skis, rafts, beer, travel, rods, shoes, and tickets. And we realize that upward mobility in a job affords us the opportunity to have more of these things, often with less time on the clock. But if the chance to grow in a job isn't there, we are gone. And if we don't have to work at all, we won't.
It isn't that we don't give a shit about the company picnic specifically. We don't give a shit about our jobs generally. We have very few expenses comparatively. Rent, utilities, car payment and insurance, Netflix subscription, gas. We have very little permanence in our lives. If something better is somewhere else, we are going there. And I don't foresee much of a change as we age and mature. Very few folks my age want a family down the line. Granted, that is a timeless platitude for folks my age throughout history but I think we are the ones who actually follow through with it. Population decline and childbirth rates suggest it is already happening. We are content with a partner, a dog, and some toys. We want the things we want and we want to do the things we want to do. If a job can't make that work, we aren't going to work in that job.