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Is “We are very poor” the reverse of “I walked uphill, back and forth, with bread bag shoes”?
Maybe there is something about this old religion “death and life are in the power of the tongue” after all. Because I swear, if I have to read another accredited empirical study that, yes, anyone who grew up with frosted spikes and those weird tiny sunglasses really is as poor as they say, I’ll be hospitalized. with terminal sigh syndrome.
Looks like running a preventative GoFundMe might be a good idea as stories don’t go anywhere faster than any public school teacher who walks on water. Data government indicates the presumed fate: this wealth is declining faster for the millennial generation than any in the past.
We have been through this for the past decade. College fees are in place. Housing costs are on the rise. Fuel costs are on the rise. Employee experience requirements are in place. Yet wages are held down like employers nationwide, chicks rise or die that have gone horribly wrong. The bubbles get bigger and clearer all over the place, and level 0 economics students can guess how efficient we are.
The cry heard by all age groups 23-38 has risen as the level of our seas. Now, with the Federals’ explosion of information about generational wealth and the lack of it adding to the pile, ‘inflation porn’ has just taken on a whole new meaning, SFW.
But it’s not safe for work, is it? No one’s job is safe. No one’s money is safe. Same The Man® says so.
Do you think that the implications of these volumes for the volumes of discoveries are a catastrophic fate for the young and the bottomless? Think again, dear reader.
I already see it now, and you too. Fast food establishments proudly display “Start at $ 10, $ 12, $ 15” per hour next to their hiring signs. The apartments have been running special move-in deals for years and pushing residents’ referrals like they’re caught in a Scentsy program.
Feel that? It is despair.
People my age, people with declining modal incomes, people my age, and poor Gen Z people who watch my generation yell at their grandparents are getting good. We know our apartment complexes are not at full capacity. We know that no one else can take on this demanding job without our skills. Of course, we are stuck. But the adhesive starts to flow upwards.
Here’s what’s going to happen to employers:
They will have an affluent, well-educated workforce that will leave you once the increases don’t come, because they will have access to the best financial advice and a safety cushion.
They will be deprived of administrative, cleaning and maintenance staff because the younger generation cannot afford to live where you need them.
They will have to accept that this will either mean they will waste time doing things like booking their own flights, or they will have to suck up and start paying people more.
Here’s what will happen to the owners:
Their properties will remain empty for a longer time.
Non-disparagement lease clauses will be ignored just as they ignore broken mailboxes.
They will have to accept that this means they are losing money because the less rich people flee the areas in which they have concentrated their purchases, and the rich people end up not filling the void because these areas are “for the poor.” poor â, and their investments will stop paying back.
No matter what you think of the issues, the fact remains: the combination of degree drift, economic inflation, stagnant wages, rising costs of living, lack of comprehensive public services and we “snowflakes” who are BLASTED with trustworthy news about it. on such a regular basis it means that you are or are dealing with a constantly cutting edge generation and increasingly collaborating to locate exits instead of competing for lousy entries.
The crabs have stopped trying to pull themselves out of the bucket, and we challenge the cook to put his hand here and make our claw-clacking day.
And unless our seniors and our wealthy reach out with a good paycheck / benefits / non-collapsing countertop attached to pliers, those paranoid pliers are going to choke them GOOD.
We have all the documentation. The pudding is 100% ready and ready to flambé.
How about throwing a match and already removing it from the table?