“it’s time” == I’m 22”
I was tickled to find some graphic tee shirts in a Rubbermaid tub the other day, in good shape but older than your esteemed self.
I was working on Labor day. I worked my fingers to the bones.
My parents put me to work when I was 9 weeks old
mining coal. I didn’t actually mine it. I sat on a rail in my rag diaper with other infants and we kicked the big chunks into a special rail car, and we were paid 3 cents an hour.
Series, I too am tired of hearing these sob stories from these people. I did work yesterday and I have worked my *** off for over 50 years. I didn’t break any laws while doing it either.
OK, I did strangle a coworker for stealing my lunch. But I was drunk.
I’m pointing out that the author of this (a senior in college) is likely no older than 22 and has been fed a talking point his whole conscious life.