Let me be the first to come out and say that I never thought I would say that I hated a job that brought home six figures. And let me tell you why: I grew up dirt poor and lived on welfare as a kid. I slept on the floor of my grandmother’s two bedroom apartment with my other 4 brothers. Which by the way, the house was in a very poor neighborhood and was a part of section 8 housing, which means the rent was subsidized by the government. So normal rent might have been $1,000/month. However my grandmother was only responsible for $125/month, which she struggled to pay. My mother has never held down a job in her …
