Not really. I mean I volunteer at the school where I worked, so I still count them as my coworkers… But since I don’t get paid, I guess technically they aren’t. But what would you call them?
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Not really. I mean I volunteer at the school where I worked, so I still count them as my coworkers… But since I don’t get paid, I guess technically they aren’t. But what would you call them?
You’re on your way brother. The children being grown when you get to the decade that you retire is the big game changer I think. I love my kids, and I actually thought about having more a few years ago, but financially just wasn’t something I could wing.
Plus I worked in an elementary school for my last few days of work, so they sorta all became my kids. And I still volunteer there, so it’s worked out for me.
Now, if my kids would have kids so I could at least have grandbabies, then hey! All the better! lol
Agreed. I basically took early retirement–I’m 55.
My pension is small since I bailed early, but I have zero debt, and very few bills, so I get by just fine. My kids are grown. My house and cars are paid off. Property taxes here are very low.
Sure, I won’t be traveling the world, but the park next to my house is beautiful, and I can see the mountains from my front porch. All is good.
Good luck to ya, mate!
Yep! Wait until you have kids that are older than your co-workers.
Source: My kids are older than many of my co-workers. It sucks.
The only way to fight it is to stay fit as fuck. Oh and retire early like I did. Takes some of the pain out of getting older!
Oh, way better word. Thank you, I’ll use colleagues from now on,