I quite my electrical apprenticeship. I didn’t hate women enough. I didn’t hate queer people enough. I didn’t hate the younger people enough. I didn’t hate myself enough. I hated authority too much. I hated social norms too much. I cared about my health too much. But worst of all… Like on the level of genocide bad… I rode a bike to work.
Also applies to many blue collar fields
Exactly, tradespeople have to deal with the expectations of specific persona to get along in their fields, too.
I quite my electrical apprenticeship. I didn’t hate women enough. I didn’t hate queer people enough. I didn’t hate the younger people enough. I didn’t hate myself enough. I hated authority too much. I hated social norms too much. I cared about my health too much. But worst of all… Like on the level of genocide bad… I rode a bike to work.
Yep, you understood what I meant very well.