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TIME TO SWITCH?

TIME TO SWITCH?

If every Employee said we're through...

We want a Break...

Go get our hair done...

Nails shaped and Polished...

New Car...

New Phone...

A much needed Spa Day...

Free Babysitter...

I didn't know that was a thing...

Rich people have Nannies and talk about their humble past...

Never had anything close to anything of that...

It should be their turn to do for someone else too...

See how much they're willing to work for those who come illegally and get everything for Free...

See how the other half live?

You can cry...

You can feel like you'll collapse in a Week...

Only to find yourself having done 55 Years if you started at the Age of 10 when most consider retiring at 65...

Working 40 Hours a Week because, you got a Work Permit and Full-time High School starting Age of 16 so you're on the Books...

You do it because, no one is doing it for you...

Not even a Thank you...

Just More of the I want, I need, My Kids...

That's right...

Your Kids., your wants, your needs...

Some fall on hard times and situations change...

Some see it as a Career Choice...

Don't worry...

You'll be treated the same as those who would be working to support those who don't want to work...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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