@RepMTG I never see my family, argue constantly with my wife, and my house is a money pit no real estate agent would touch. I would gladly trade it all to be thirty again.
@hwinkler4real Plus I had to stand in line at the check cashing place, which took a cut and was intensely skeevy, then sweat bullets out of fear of being mugged on the way home, because I couldn’t swing a bank account.
@ThrillaRilla369 At the midtown multi-story building I quasi-illegally lived in, the passenger elevator shut down at midnight and anyone entering or leaving had to use the freight elevator, which was manually operated. The guy who did this had perhaps one of the most depressing jobs imaginable.