hate how jobs kill empathy. I have a weekend or sometimes after work, I'm surrounded by all sorts of people living their lives - what're they thinking? Are they happy? What lies ahead for the kids?
I go into work and the road's full of fucking rich assholes, the customers are rich assholes someone has decided is officially better than me, and the coworkers I talk to through Slack or email, do they even have emotions and wants I can fathom?
It's like having ice form in my soul.