My parents used to export fruits For a brief moment, I worked for the family business and had the pleasure of meeting some of these people.
I met a farmer that sold cherries. Over dinner he was telling me how pissed he was about Mexicans taking jobs away from Americans.
When pressed on why he doesn't just hire Americans, he said no Americans wants to work minimum wage to pick cherries for 10 hours a day.
My dad has been trying to convince him for years that his rhetoric is ultimately going to hurt his livelihood. But his patriotism/ tribalism outweighs all logic.
No idea how he is doing now, but I imagine he just let his fruit drop this year.
I'm not defending the Cybertruck. I used to live in Canada and it doesn't matter what vehicle it is, you need snow tires and in some cases studded snow tires.
My wife has a heavy set of naturals and she can't sleep without a supportive bra. Now she is pregnant she has to wear a sports bra to sleep or else she wakes up from the pain.
7 months ago I started a 6 month remote contract for chime.com.
At around 5 months, I asked my manager if she was going to extend me. She said no. Cool, whatever. Life of a contractor.
The product and engineer team rallied against ending my contract and my manager caved and extended my contract for another 6 months.
So a week into my new contract, they asked me to come into the office in San Francisco.
This is a difficult ask from me because I had to find a person to watch my son and my dogs. Drove my son an hour away to my sisters and paid a dog sitter 80/day to watch my dogs.
I land in San Francisco and my boss text me saying she has something important to tell me. I get into the office and a few hours later she cancels my contract because they want to have the person in my role local and to come into the SF office 4 days a week. This new position is also only paying 135k vs my 165k.
I enjoyed the movie "Your Name".