I worked in a school with a pretty good amount of students whose families had probably not entered the country legally.
I had a student who would be out at the end of the day. Like, yeah, lots of kids are zonked out by the last hour, and the fake sleep to watch silent TikToks was ever popular.
But this girl was out. The bell would ring and I’d try to wake her up. Like starting with a “hey the bell just rang, time to go home.” Gently nudging her to get no response. This was routine.
She worked a full time job at night. She didn’t get to sleep. She worked at night, she went to high school during the day.
There have been times that I’ve had to work three jobs to survive as an adult, and I’ve worked my share of fifteen+ hour shifts with no OT because who needs labor laws?
But that girl had to work harder to survive than any billionaire I’ve met could even conceive of (and I fucked a billionaire for quite a while). She was a child. She should have been tired because she had stayed up all night playing video games or talking to her friends - she should not have been tired because she had to have a full time job to survive as a teenager in high school.
Yeah, I married and was economically devastated by a billionaire. Turns out, if you can afford good lawyers, you can keep the house and ditch your spouse with a hopeless amount of CC debt. Long story.
Oh. Well I was totally thinking that was going to go in a “I was a secret billionaire’s mistress” sort-a-way. Not, “I have a legit supervillain backstory because of a billionaire” kinda way, sorry lol
The ups of my life are things like dinner for three at the top of Harrod’s that cost more than my current apartments rent (and steak. oh god actual fancy steak house steak. foie gras on a rare filet), the downs are analingus for grocery money (pan fried chicken hearts in butter with rice got me through college).
I worked in a school with a pretty good amount of students whose families had probably not entered the country legally.
I had a student who would be out at the end of the day. Like, yeah, lots of kids are zonked out by the last hour, and the fake sleep to watch silent TikToks was ever popular.
But this girl was out. The bell would ring and I’d try to wake her up. Like starting with a “hey the bell just rang, time to go home.” Gently nudging her to get no response. This was routine.
She worked a full time job at night. She didn’t get to sleep. She worked at night, she went to high school during the day.
There have been times that I’ve had to work three jobs to survive as an adult, and I’ve worked my share of fifteen+ hour shifts with no OT because who needs labor laws?
But that girl had to work harder to survive than any billionaire I’ve met could even conceive of (and I fucked a billionaire for quite a while). She was a child. She should have been tired because she had stayed up all night playing video games or talking to her friends - she should not have been tired because she had to have a full time job to survive as a teenager in high school.
Soooooooo
Are we just glossing over this or…
Lmao
Yeah, I married and was economically devastated by a billionaire. Turns out, if you can afford good lawyers, you can keep the house and ditch your spouse with a hopeless amount of CC debt. Long story.
Oh. Well I was totally thinking that was going to go in a “I was a secret billionaire’s mistress” sort-a-way. Not, “I have a legit supervillain backstory because of a billionaire” kinda way, sorry lol
Superhero backstory. The billionaire is already the supervillain in this story.
The ups of my life are things like dinner for three at the top of Harrod’s that cost more than my current apartments rent (and steak. oh god actual fancy steak house steak. foie gras on a rare filet), the downs are analingus for grocery money (pan fried chicken hearts in butter with rice got me through college).
Did you mean “analogous?” Or did you have to eat ass for groceries? 🤔
Hunger is the best spice.
Did the tongue stutter?