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Edited on Wed Apr-27-05 06:18 PM by Bouncy Ball
I'm reading Nickel and Dimed and a lot of the posts in this forum and it's making me think of all the low-wage workers I know.
I was one for years. I'm very thankful to say I'm not anymore. My husband was one, too and is no longer (again, thank goodness). We know how lucky we are, AND we know how easy it would be to be right back there again. :scared: So we save, we've paid off debt (and hardly have any left). But it still scares us. Especially nowdays. Hardly anyone I know is truly safe from economic hard times or ruin.
1. My favorite checker at the grocery store was laid off soon after 9/11 (airline) and spent quite a while trying to find a good-paying job. She took unemployment, then when that ran out, she got two jobs--working a fast food drive-thru and as a checker. She told me the other day her previous employer called her, wanting her back, at HALF her previous pay (which wasn't exactly CEO level to begin with). She couldn't believe it. She was making more working these two jobs and couldn't afford to take her old job back at half the pay. She was insulted, actually. Told them no and is still looking for ONE job that can pay as much as her two (which you wouldn't think would be hard, since she's not exactly rolling in it).
2. My best friend and her boyfriend. They were both teachers, but he had to have back surgery in September. He was out for a while, obviously, but their health insurance is so crappy, he ended up owing a lot out of pocket (it was a medically necessary surgery). He put several thousand on a credit card and still owes more, which he makes payments on, too. He cannot work still because of his back (needs surgery again!) but the district disability pay is so tiny, they are in a really bad place (especially when combined with the unpaid hospital bills). So now she is taking a second job at night at Barnes and Noble (she's also a high school Chemistry teacher). They moved from a one bedroom apartment to an efficiency in the same complex to save money (didn't have to pay a new deposit). I loaned them my vaccuum cleaner indefinitely rather than have them buy one, and her parents bring them food from time to time. They are both degreed professionals.
(It really pisses me off, btw, that a guy who was working full time is reduced to this because of medical/health problems beyond his control.)
I know more, but don't want to make this too long.
Here's a great quote from Nickel and Dimed:
"If you hump away at menial jobs 360-plus days a year, does some kind of repetitive injury of the spirit set in?"
Oh and if you've never read it, highly reccommended. Please especially note the part where she tries to get emergency food assistance. Very eye-opening. I had no idea people had to jump through so many crazy hoops. The working poor don't have the entire day to make phone calls and drive all over creation to get two boxes of noodles and some beans.
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