Problems and Previleges

As I wandered away to once again stress about my career and job, a thought reminded me of the plight of poor and migrant workers suffering over the last months. While my own problem at hand felt important enough to me, I couldn't help but notice how even our problems in a crisis are also a reflection of our fortune and priveleges.

Rich are missing their gyms and spas but can still afford to spend these extra days with their children and grandchildren. While some in the middle row are losing their jobs, others are being overstretched and bearing tremendous pay cuts. While a section of our society continues to suffer hunger and despair. Poor being blamed once again for being poor.

I had been grateful I still had a job as I heard HT had laid off 150 members of its staff. Yet today on the very next day, I found myself complaining of being stuck in a job I didn't like as much. Even now, while mom couldn't take a single day off from her chemist shop, I am here cribbing and sneaking hours and days away from an already lenient 5-day work schedule. I had always assumed, our parents' generation wasn't ambitious enough while today I thought maybe they knew duty and contentment a little better than us.

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