I’ve been thinking about “nice guys” lately for a couple of reasons.įirst, I read a blog post called MRAs And Anti-Feminists Have Ruined Complaining About Being Single. Such a response would be so antisocial and unjust that it could only possibly come from the social justice movement.

If you complain about “rich white kids who get legacy admissions to Yale,” you’re raising a huge red flag that you’re the kind of person who steals from their employer, and companies are exactly right to give you a wide berth. I’ve seen a lot of Hard Workers (TM) like you, and scratch their entitled surface and you find someone who thinks just because they punched a time card once everyone needs to bow down and worship them.

No one “owes” you money just because you say you “work hard”, and by complaining about this you’re proving you’re not really a hard worker at all. “Why do rich white kids who got legacy admissions to Yale receive cushy sinecures, but I have to work two grueling minimum wage jobs just to keep a roof over my head?” By even asking that question, you prove that you think of bosses as giant bags of money, rather than as individual human beings who are allowed to make their own choices. “But I’m such a hard worker.” No, actual hard workers don’t feel like they’re entitled to other people’s money just because they ask nicely. You keep whining about how “unfair” it is that you can’t get a good job. But later that night I was browsing the Internet and I was reminded of what the worse response humanly possible. I’m a harder worker than they are, he said – and I believed him – so how is that fair?Īnd of course, like most of the people I deal with at my job, there’s no good answer except maybe restructuring society from the ground up, so I gave him some platitudes about how it’s not his fault, told him about all the social services available to him, and gave him a pill to treat a biochemical condition almost completely orthogonal to his real problem.Īnd I’m still not sure what a good response to his question would have been. And meanwhile, I see all these rich white guys (“no offense, doctor,” he added, clearly overestimating the salary of a medical resident) who kind of coast through school, coast into college, end up with 9 – 4 desk jobs working for a friend of their father’s with excellent salaries and benefits, and if they need to miss a couple of days of work, whether it’s for a hospitalization or just to go on a cruise, nobody questions it one way or the other. Unfortunately, he’d had a breakdown (see: him being in a psychiatric hospital), he was probably going to lose his jobs, and everything was coming tumbling down around him.Īnd he was getting a little philosophical about it, and he asked – I’m paraphrasing here – why haven’t things worked out for me? I’m hard-working, I’ve never missed a day of work until now, I’ve always given a hundred and ten percent. He was working two full-time minimum wage jobs, living off cheap noodles so he could save some money in the bank, trying to scrape a little bit of cash together. He came from a really crappy family with a lot of problems, but he was trying really hard to make good. I recently had a patient, a black guy from the worst part of Detroit, let’s call him Dan, who was telling me of his woes.

'How dare you compare x to y' it was pretty easy actually

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