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An Anthology of Diverse Cosmic Horror
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My new year is off to a rough start because my boss has decided to make me a janitor on top of my job as front desk clerk. "From now on, every Monday, I need you to sanitize the office. Vacuum, sweep, and mop; clean the windows, counters, and windowsills; restock the maid room; blow the leaves off the front walkway. And before you ask, no, you can't use the leafblower. Here's a broom. Not even a push broom. Just a normal plastic kitchen broom from the dollar store. Get on it!"
I half expect her to start knocking over plants like a cat and then stare expectantly at me to clean up her mess.
I've been working here since 2020, and every year, I've gotten a raise. I won't know if I got one this year until next Monday, and I decided a while ago that if I didn't, I would quit as soon as I reached my savings goal, late February or early March if nothing went wrong. But today, I've decided that if I don't get a raise, I'm turning in my two weeks notice immediately.
With the abuse I take from customers, this job is barely worth my current rate. If I have to spend my Mondays cleaning what is effectively my boss's house for the same amount of money, I'm gone. My time is more valuable than this.
The unfortunate events of the COVID-19 pandemic have put a halt to a lot of things. Football is not one. To continue discussing the many UNKNOWNS do not give me the comfort. Risking my health as well as my family's health does not seem like a risk worth taking. With my first child due in 3 weeks, I can't help but think about how will I be able to go to work and take proper precautions around 80+ people everyday to then go home to be with my newborn daughter. How can a sport that requires physical contact on every snap and transferal of all types of bodily fluid EVERY SINGLE PLAY practice safe social distancing? How can I make sure that I don't bring COVID-19 back to my household? Yes, we can get tested every day, but if it takes 24 hours to get my results, how can I know each day that I am not spreading this virus or contracting it? The reoccurring issue here is how? There are too many 'hows' that have yet to be answered to ease player concerns and ensure the safety of not only myself, but also my family. I just can't imagine how the game will be the same during these unprecedented times. Now to hear that 35% of my paycheck may be withheld while we are out sacrificing our health and wellness for the joy and entertainment of everyone else who will be safe at home in front of their TVs? Something isn't right here. That should at LEAST warrant a pay raise due to the risk, not a cut," Smith wrote. "I am not a lab rat or guinea pig to test theories on. I am a man, a son, brother, soon to be father, and I deserve to be safe at work.
Donovan Smith, Tampa Bay Buccaneers starting left tackle, on playing during the coronavirus pandemic
I'd do the same thing. What exactly would I do with all that money? I'd probably buy a nice house with 3–4 bedrooms for myself and fill it with some nice things, but what would I need all that money for? I wouldn't use all of it. I want nice things, yes, but there comes a point where "nice things" are just plain ridiculous and money wasters. So I'd probably give a lot of my money to charity and save up a lot in case I somehow lose things. I'd do what I can to make a difference, really. Because, in a potential world where I'm rich, it would be my duty—as a person with power—to do what I can to help. Actually, I might just end up opening my own homeless shelters to help homeless people and those who need to get back on their feet. I might even open up a soup kitchen and make that homeless shelter into an orphanage where the workers are the people that need to get back on their feet and the kids have a stable parental figure and home. Like, damn, why haven't people thought of this? I'm thirteen, and I'm already planning what I'd do when I end up rich.
Not only would universal healthcare reduce taxes for most people, it would also lead to the biggest take-home pay raise in a generation for most workers