Jokes on you, I live in a different country now, they can’t find me here.
Although I must admit that the few times I came back to my home town to visit, it was a karmic satisfaction to see how my bullies now live the live they deserve.
I lived in a shithole. Part of the reason why my hometown is losing population is because there is no industry, only fields (in the hands of very few people) and shops. You either move to a city to study a degree (and probably don’t return) or stay working in the fields for peanuts. Those luckier get a job in a local job, working 10 to 22 monday to sunday, generally without a contract (so no benefits, no retirement…).
My bullies were not the smartest; for what I saw last time I went to visit, they are not enjoying life, rather surviving.
I come from a small rural town where the only possible jobs are the fields or store clerk, unless you have a degree in something and can work in something more specialized. My bullies were not the sharpest tools of the shed so they barely finished high school (if ever), meaning that now most of them work odd jobs getting paid poorly and being exploited.
Jokes on you, I live in a different country now, they can’t find me here.
Although I must admit that the few times I came back to my home town to visit, it was a karmic satisfaction to see how my bullies now live the live they deserve.
Same. Holy shit.
Careful with that lest you get a taste of karma yourself. The folks that stayed in my hometown enjoy it, even if I don’t envy them for it.
I lived in a shithole. Part of the reason why my hometown is losing population is because there is no industry, only fields (in the hands of very few people) and shops. You either move to a city to study a degree (and probably don’t return) or stay working in the fields for peanuts. Those luckier get a job in a local job, working 10 to 22 monday to sunday, generally without a contract (so no benefits, no retirement…). My bullies were not the smartest; for what I saw last time I went to visit, they are not enjoying life, rather surviving.
We are from similar places and have similar viewpoints. Different strokes for different folks is all I’m saying.
Hm. All mine appear to be doing fine.
I come from a small rural town where the only possible jobs are the fields or store clerk, unless you have a degree in something and can work in something more specialized. My bullies were not the sharpest tools of the shed so they barely finished high school (if ever), meaning that now most of them work odd jobs getting paid poorly and being exploited.
They were fine as the big fish in a little pond of kids, but couldn’t manage the real world. Some justice in that.