Milennial generation is typically defined as 1981-1996, according to a quick web search. As an '82 baby, I was working a full-time grunt job making $6.50/hr with zero benefits, trying to fake empathy as my bosses (the company owners) lamented the absolute devastation of their '84 baby boy’s loss of most of his retirement.

Cry me a fucking river, assholes. He’s an engineer with 40ish years of career ahead of him. He’ll be fine.

As a former driver for both UE and GH, I disagree. The rich fucks who tip nothing could be a target. My best tips came from the blue collar and lower-middle-class houses. Solidarity. (Also why I won’t use the services myself; I can’t tip enough to justify wasting an hour of their time and missed opportunities.)

As a driver, I started losing money once pandemic pay became a thing. It seemed like nearly all the furloughed teachers and daycare workers got in on the gig. I was lucky if I got one run per hour, and my area had no guaranteed minimum pay, even on scheduled blocks.

I haven’t found a greener pasture yet, but at least I didn’t totally ruin my car with the excess miles. Silver linings, I guess.