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[–]sodasplash 4 insightful - 2 fun4 insightful - 1 fun5 insightful - 2 fun -  (3 children)

I was raised by a devout feminist who was frustrated that her work prospects had dwindled because she was returning to the workforce after 40.

Growing up, it was hammered repeatedly into my head as absolute truth that men and women are 100% equals in all respects. I have spent the rest of my life unlearning this lie in a so far vain attempt simply to be a functional human being.

[–]HeyImSancho 4 insightful - 2 fun4 insightful - 1 fun5 insightful - 2 fun -  (2 children)

"re-entering" the workforce at any age is still a matter of having worth. I've met plenty of older people who land sweet jobs due to being 'go getters'.

I know a gal, who went broke at around 47(she'd retired in her mid thirties doing this), started titty dancing again to build a nest egg. From there with grit, determination, and quick whit, they found other ventures that landed them some very nice corporate America jobs.

I mention this, as every time I'm whining to myself about things not being fair, I think about that gal.

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    [–]HeyImSancho 3 insightful - 1 fun3 insightful - 0 fun4 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

    So I know where you're coming from, but it just doesn't have to be that way; perhaps it's a matter of personal respect, or some sort of knowing that can propel someone higher, or faster; perhaps they've reached a level of 'knowing' in life, where they simply know how to pick fruit from the tree at the right time.

    I do believe it comes down to mindset. For example, I own acreage, and had my literal retarded brother help me gather firewood for the year. We always start early, and finish early. Well, we had some of our property logged a while back, the logger sucked. He left perfectly awesome cut to length firewood laying all over the place. It was due to his processor making 2 foot cuts at the base of a felled tree, before he found solid to cut a log for market.

    Here's the clincher on how it relates to what you're saying. I kept telling my brother, 'hey man, there's ready to go firewood everywhere, just gotta see it, and pick it up'.....

    Well, I shit you not, and it still blows me away, but my brother, and even his roommate literally couldn't see the ready to go firewood 'rounds'. I would point this one, or that one out, and they could finally see those, but not the rest.

    Now, it wasn't due to laziness, no. My brother with his 4 wheeler would haul long logs, and stuff that needed extra processing; cutting, splitting, what have you. Now, that really pissed me off, as I'm the one that does the cutting, and the rest.

    So yesterday, I went out with my brother on a tractor, I had him sit in the front bucket, and I'd drive right up to a round of firewood,'pick that one up'..... At first, he would only pick up really long stuff, and I was like,'no, it's right fricking there, dude!'.

    It took several trips for him to comprehend that given a little time to stop, and look for what he wants, may actually be there, and with less work than he literally 'assumed must be necessary'.

    Off of that, and the old joke about a young bull, and an old bull looking down into a valley comes to mind somewhat. My overall point, it's one's own perception that creates their reality; sometimes it pays to self reflect, and really learn some of our oddities for improvement for other things.