Working on Growing Up
I had to go get my license changed over today because it expires on my birthday. They took off my "under 21" tag. Guess that means they will not longer stare so hard at it. It's flimsier than the old, and $20! Seems a bit expensive. Got me thinking, of course. First of all, the DMV, or DSD or whatever they now call themselves is much more efficient than it was 5 years ago when I last got a license. At that time I made David come with me so I wouldn't have to sit for 4 hours all by my lonesome. Today it took less than 10 minutes. So then I started thinking about what 18 year old Rachel thought about 23 year old Rachel who would have to renew her license. I thought that I would start wearing make up and dressing like a grown up by this age. So sorry little Rachel, these things still seem to be looming far off in the distance. I thought that I'd be graduated and have a job that would allow me to pay for gas with out selling off my meager DVD collection.
This thought lead me to another, as so often happens when one is sitting and thinking. I've read that the reason so many of us, if I am unfairly categorizing you with me, my sincere apologizes and congratulations on being a grown up, are stuck for longer and longer in this extended adolescence phase because there are far to many workers and not enough jobs. This is also why more and more training is being required for the same jobs, in order to keep us out of the market for as long as possible so we don't drive down wages with our surplus of oh so eager labor.
But why are there so few positions and so many of us? It because our parents and our grandparent refuse to stop working and are living far too long. Understand I would like all the generations before me to live for as long as possible, but in terms of the market, far too long. So the next time your parents begin to give you the speech about your current shitty retail job, and that you are still at the stage where watching your Netflix queue makes you feel productive, while they were married looking forward to kids at your age, explain to them it's their fault, not yours. And that they should look in to volunteering, because even though they are no longer useful in the economy, poor people sure do need help.
This thought lead me to another, as so often happens when one is sitting and thinking. I've read that the reason so many of us, if I am unfairly categorizing you with me, my sincere apologizes and congratulations on being a grown up, are stuck for longer and longer in this extended adolescence phase because there are far to many workers and not enough jobs. This is also why more and more training is being required for the same jobs, in order to keep us out of the market for as long as possible so we don't drive down wages with our surplus of oh so eager labor.
But why are there so few positions and so many of us? It because our parents and our grandparent refuse to stop working and are living far too long. Understand I would like all the generations before me to live for as long as possible, but in terms of the market, far too long. So the next time your parents begin to give you the speech about your current shitty retail job, and that you are still at the stage where watching your Netflix queue makes you feel productive, while they were married looking forward to kids at your age, explain to them it's their fault, not yours. And that they should look in to volunteering, because even though they are no longer useful in the economy, poor people sure do need help.