March 19, 2013
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY QUEEN TAELOR!
Fiscal solvency is creating
knots in the pit of my stomach. The grand scheme of things to come, job
searches and selling my soul to a company is on the immediate horizon. A one-career-in-a-lifetime
doesn’t appear like that in our culture anymore, however, we play many roles in
our lives that correlate with a corporation mission statement and personnel
policies. The perfect position would entail the demolition of cultural, socioeconomic
and gender differences. Wouldn’t that be a brilliant community!
Back to Credit Cards,
Debit Cards, shuffling dull green bills around in my wallet and processing
transfers on-line. I no longer am responsible for turning coins over to inspect
the side that reveals the value to hand over to a clerk. Colorful unrecognized
images of women and men on a 2, 5, 10, 20, 50 and 100 real, that do not
represent my country, no longer loiter in my pockets.
Budgets and financial
strategy take over my thoughts as I contemplate my salary requirements on a
Cover Letter. In Brasil, one works for a company for 40 hours per week. If
over-time occurs, the hours are reduced by that amount the following work week,
at least in theory. A portion of the salary is set aside for retirement yet
most people are well aware they must save for their future since it is enough
for survival alone. Tax returns are filed at the end of the year as well. No
refunds are submitted, it is simply an opportunity for the government to
generate income from Self-Employment tax. No one spoke of credits so as far as
I know, there are no Child Tax credits, no entrepreneurial credits, no mileage
reimbursements, Disaster Relief, medical compensation, etc.
I think I would like to
head to a place where we trade for work in pebbles and handshakes.
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