I’ve written many times about 10 Reasons You Don’t Want A Job In The Philippines … and also 10 More Reasons You Don’t Want A Job In The Philippines for just a few samples.
But really, I’ve erred in these articles and others. I should not have added the “in the Philippines” qualifier.
My Real Message IS, You Don’t Want a Job
- 0.1 My Real Message IS, You Don’t Want a Job
- 0.2 When I read Something Like This I Want To Bark Back at the Guy, SAYS WHO?
- 0.3 But whatever age you are if all you have waiting for is Social Security, then get the heck OFF the treadmill today
- 0.4 Sally and her Lemonade Stand … Alternative Title, Why Jobs Suck
- 0.5 The Lemonade Stand Plan
- 0.6 So they launched the plan and it was a great success.
- 0.7 The Solution?
- 0.8 The Deal
- 0.9 Well You Are Entitled To Your Opinion, Did Rose Have a Good Deal?
- 0.10 Fiends this is the reality of J*O*B’s in the 21st Century. You (or your children) DO NOT WANT ONE
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This is especially true for those of us over 40. There is just too much life left in you to fall into that trap. If you are over 40 and you are lucky enough to have a job that has a healthy pension attached which you can feel reasonably sire will still be there when you turn 65 or whatever year it kicks in, well then maybe you should stay on the treadmill.
But what if you are like this fellow here who recently commented on one of my friend Bob’s articles about becoming independent and building your own retirement here in the Philippines:
…poor me having to work 30 more years, considering the state of our pension, the markets, and Social Security. I’m joking a bit, but just a bit! I’m staying in the U.S. until I theoretically can retire …
See all here: Generation X or Ex?
When I read Something Like This I Want To Bark Back at the Guy, SAYS WHO?
I wanted to ask this fellow why he felt “required” to “sentence” himself to 30 more years of forced labor, working 280 some days per year to build someone else’s retirement? Why not just make himself independent, today, and take 30 years off his sentence?
But whatever age you are if all you have waiting for is Social Security, then get the heck OFF the treadmill today
If you start now and build yourself and “income” based on something aside from a “JOB”, you can still pay your required Social Security and you’ll still collect as much or quite possibly more Social security benefits as you would if you stayed in the hamster wheel, running and running forever but never getting any farther ahead than when you started.
You need 40 quarters of “earnings” to qualify for Social Security. You DO NOT need to work until you are 65 or 67 or whatever. You only need to attain that age … plus as you work for yourself between now and then, you’ll contribute more and more and thus gain an ever higher benefit from Social Security.
The same with IRA’s, 401K’s and such. You may need to wait until 70 to pull money out .. but nothing stops you from being independent and contributing from now until you decide to stop.
No J*O*B is required.
Let Me Illustrate, simply if I can, but let me give it a try.
Sally and her Lemonade Stand … Alternative Title, Why Jobs Suck
Once upon a time there was a little girl, who had a little curl … oops wrong story. Anyway there was a little girl named Sally. Her family name was Warbucks. Probably you have heard of the family, her dad, “Daddy Warbucks” is a well known (rich) business man.
Well one day Sally as[ked her dad, “Daddy, where does all your money come from”?
He replied, “Well it’s a bit complicated Sally, but to put it simply, I but things from suppliers, have losers, I mean trusted employees assemble the parts, and out the doors roll unit after unit of the fabulous Warbucks Belchfire 8, largest selling car in America”.
“Gosh, daddy”, said Sally, “that sounds like so much fun. Would you help me start my own car company too”?
He replied, “Well I’d love to darling, but maybe that’s a bit too advanced for right now. But here’s something you could start right now.”
And he proceeded to outline a business plan for his daughter.
The Lemonade Stand Plan
Daddy Warbucks told Sally the first thing they had to look at was something people wanted to buy. Something there was a demand for. Since it was the middle of summer and since Sally lived right down the street from the entrance to a large city park and sports complex, Daddy suggested she put up a stand selling lemonade to all the thirsty folks coming and going from the park.
For Sally’s raw materials he told her he would bankroll her lemons, sugar, water and such out of the household budget for the first season. Sally would sell lemonade for 25 cents per glass.
Making the lemonade in their spacious kitchen would be the job of Ethel the family cook. Daddy insisted that since Ethel already had regular duties and regular pay, since Sally be adding to Ethel’s workload, Sally would have to pay Ethel a nickel a glass for all the prep work, washing up, etc.
So they launched the plan and it was a great success.
Sales were great and people liked the lemonade, and Ethel didn’t mind the extra work, since she was getting paid for it, and everybody was happy.
(ed note: Of course the other side to that story is, since Ethel was already linked to Daddy Warbucks by ‘selling herself” to him via a J*O*B arrangement, did she ever really have a choice about becoming the “lemonade production person”? I mean, yeah, I guess she could have quit, but otherwise (and perhaps this has happened to you, too), if the boss ads work, even many hours of work per day, what choice do you really have?)
But Sally wasn’t so happy. She was selling plenty lemonade and her profit margins were high, and Ethel did all the hard work, but Sally discovered she didn’t sell a lemonade unless she was siting there at her little stand, hour after hour.
Why easy, thought Sally. I’ll be a generous and benevolent employer like my dada and I’ll hire someone else to sit here, be bored, and sell the lemonade.
So Sally asked her friend Rose of she wanted a J*O*B? And of course Rise agreed. After all ever since nursery school parents, schools, TV everyone up to and including Reverend Ted at church one Sundays had been telling Rose that “having a J*O*B” was what men and women had been made for … so even at her tender age, Rose was more than ready to “join the club”
Sally offered Rose a job on commission. If Rose stayed at the stand for the three hours in the morning and three hours in the afternoon that foot traffic was heavy, Sally would pay Rise a nickel of every glass of lemonade sold. All Rose had to do was “sit and grow rich.”
Sally immediately went home to have a nice relaxing bath and go back to bed until lunchtime, as befits a young lady of “substantial means”.
Rose went to the stand to sit under the little umbrella and take great pleasure in earning a nickel for every glass od Sally’s delicious lemonade she sold (made and delivered by Ethel).
What a deal, thought Rose. I have what everyone always wants, a J*O*B. I just sit here and the money rolls in … how lucky am I.
Well You Are Entitled To Your Opinion, Did Rose Have a Good Deal?
Well, frankly I’d say, not as good as she thinks. In fact if Rose were my daughter I wouldn’t let her take that J*OB. Just look at the money.
For every glass of lemonade, Sally, who contributes absolutely nothing to the whole venture, earns $0.15 pure profit (a nickel to Ethel and a nickel to Rose). Sally’s going to be buying that second Gucci handbag she’s been wanting any day now, if she can bother to get out of bed in time to have the chauffeur drive her to the mall.
In the other hand, Rose, the recipient of the glorious American dream, a J*O*B, works 42 hours a week (she forgot to negotiate weekends off, so she works 7 days a week, or else earns nothing, and for every nickel she earns, her “benevolent “ friend”, Sally, makes three!
Fiends this is the reality of J*O*B’s in the 21st Century. You (or your children) DO NOT WANT ONE
If you want to learn how to be a “Sally” instead of a Rose, if you would like to start right now, at whatever age, wherever you love, making yourself independent and earning what you are worth, not what your “benevolent boss” decides to pay you, then just Click Here!
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