Re-post: A conversation in our guild chat today - Nov 06
From Tuesday, November 07, 2006
N (15): Boo hoo, I have to go to school soon.
Me: Ew. Poor you.
U (22): Don't complain! My dad always told me, and I didn't believe him until I started working, that your school years are the best years of your life. They are.
Me: Rubbish. I disagree. My school years were horrible. I wasn't happy until I'd left the dump.
U (22): It beats working though.
Me: How?
U (22): No bills, no mortgage. You get to finish at 3pm.
Me: And that's it?
U (22): Well, yeah. No worries. You just have to sit there pretending to concentrate all day.
Me: As opposed to work, where you... just have to sit there, pretending to concentrate all day?
U (22): Yes but at least you don't have to worry about paying your bills while you're doing it.
Me: Great. Is that all there is to life then?
U (22): No, if you work hard to get to go to Uni and have a laugh.
Me: You have to work hard and go to Uni to have a laugh?
U(22): Yeah, as well as study. Beats working.
Me: How?
U(22): Well you get loans and credit cards thrown at you. Free money. Party party.
Me: So you can start working and worry about paying even more bills?
U (22): Yeah, but you just put off worrying about that.
Me: Ever thought there might be any different ways of living? Like, not doing any of that stuff at all?
U (22): Not really, no.
Me: OK :-)
I didn't bother saying anything else. But I am sometimes asked by them what I do for a job. "Home educate my children," I say. I usually just get comments like, "Wow, I wish you were my mum." But it never seems to occur to people that they have choices too.
posted by Gill at 7:30 PM 9 comments
N (15): Boo hoo, I have to go to school soon.
Me: Ew. Poor you.
U (22): Don't complain! My dad always told me, and I didn't believe him until I started working, that your school years are the best years of your life. They are.
Me: Rubbish. I disagree. My school years were horrible. I wasn't happy until I'd left the dump.
U (22): It beats working though.
Me: How?
U (22): No bills, no mortgage. You get to finish at 3pm.
Me: And that's it?
U (22): Well, yeah. No worries. You just have to sit there pretending to concentrate all day.
Me: As opposed to work, where you... just have to sit there, pretending to concentrate all day?
U (22): Yes but at least you don't have to worry about paying your bills while you're doing it.
Me: Great. Is that all there is to life then?
U (22): No, if you work hard to get to go to Uni and have a laugh.
Me: You have to work hard and go to Uni to have a laugh?
U(22): Yeah, as well as study. Beats working.
Me: How?
U(22): Well you get loans and credit cards thrown at you. Free money. Party party.
Me: So you can start working and worry about paying even more bills?
U (22): Yeah, but you just put off worrying about that.
Me: Ever thought there might be any different ways of living? Like, not doing any of that stuff at all?
U (22): Not really, no.
Me: OK :-)
I didn't bother saying anything else. But I am sometimes asked by them what I do for a job. "Home educate my children," I say. I usually just get comments like, "Wow, I wish you were my mum." But it never seems to occur to people that they have choices too.
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