Ooh I am a social justice thief and agent of karma.
I used to deliver home medical equipment for a decade. Oxygen machines, hospital beds and the like.
I’d short the rich patient’s supplies and give the always bitter and entitled fucks the oldest, loudest equipment, and give the extra and the nice, small, most portable and dependable equipment to the most destitute, who were always the nicest and unlike the patients in affluent towers would always offer me tips I’d always choose to decline.
When the rich fucks called to complain “their machine is too noisy” I’d always tell the management that explicitly told us to give the worst equipment to medicaid patients I gave them the best machine in my van, lol.
It wasn’t much, but I’m very proud of that time in my life. Honestly I feel like I did more good in the world in that job than I did as a therapist. I made the lives of the elderly poor of the city I live in significantly easier and more manageable off the backs of the elderly wealthy, who often then went and private paid for their own brand new oxygen machines (that were the same models I’d given to their poor counterparts) anyway.
I salute you, your parenrs and yourself should be very proud. It’s not always the things with the biggest monetary value attached that make the world better.
Ooh I am a social justice thief and agent of karma.
I used to deliver home medical equipment for a decade. Oxygen machines, hospital beds and the like.
I’d short the rich patient’s supplies and give the always bitter and entitled fucks the oldest, loudest equipment, and give the extra and the nice, small, most portable and dependable equipment to the most destitute, who were always the nicest and unlike the patients in affluent towers would always offer me tips I’d always choose to decline.
When the rich fucks called to complain “their machine is too noisy” I’d always tell the management that explicitly told us to give the worst equipment to medicaid patients I gave them the best machine in my van, lol.
It wasn’t much, but I’m very proud of that time in my life. Honestly I feel like I did more good in the world in that job than I did as a therapist. I made the lives of the elderly poor of the city I live in significantly easier and more manageable off the backs of the elderly wealthy, who often then went and private paid for their own brand new oxygen machines (that were the same models I’d given to their poor counterparts) anyway.
I salute you, your parenrs and yourself should be very proud. It’s not always the things with the biggest monetary value attached that make the world better.
It’s the little things.