Why work,’cause what’s the point
I feel the need to express an honest opinion. A vast majority of the people in my generation are now getting ready to leave college and join the work force. Most media and even my own parents and grandparents have nothing good to say about us. “You don’t want to work. You’re all slackers.” I’m here to say that this is a farce. Most people my age have no problem working, we just have a problem doing work that has no bearing on our lives. For example, if the grass needs cut, I’ll cut the grass, but I don’t want to cut grass for a living. Who in their right mind would want to perform manual labor as a job? Most people I know would prefer a more mentally stimulating environment. Since we were old enough to understand the concept of money, (in the middle of the ’80s for most) we’ve been told we need an education so we can get a good job. Fine, but most people I know want to be one of the 10 percent of people who enjoy all facets of their job. For a generation whose defining years came in the middle of the “ME” decade, I think we’re doing pretty well. I found the answer to the question why we don’t want to work. The answer is: “What’s the point?” Personally, I don’t want to work for 30 years just so I can enjoy my “golden years.” I want to enjoy my life while I am young, not when I’m 65-years-old and wearing Depends, in a wheelchair, being spoon-fed and suffering from Alzheimer’s disease. Before you reply, yes this is a hedonistic way of looking at life. But as we were raised with Bill Gates, Michael Jordan and Donald Trump as role models, what do you expect?
Aaron FermentiSophomore
