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Basic math that I knocked out last night:
Basic math that I knocked out last night:
You can tell somebody still relies on someone else to pay their bills. Let’s do a little bit more math.
Above wage/month =/=$1240 first of all. There’s this little thing called taxes that the government likes to get; drop that $1240 to $906 (about 27% which goes to social security, unemployment, federal and local taxes).
Your awesome apartment probably covers water and garbage, but they don’t likely cover electricity. There’s another approximately $80/month. Do you need a way for your employer to get in touch with you? A basic cell plan is about $50, if you drop all the texting, etc.
We’re already underwater here, but let’s figure a few other things. Even getting all your clothes from thrifting, you’re going to need a few dollars a month for sundries: cleaning supplies (and you can’t forget the cost of laundry itself, another $10/month assuming you do a load a week in a laundromat in your building), hygiene supplies, specialized uniform maybe (things like steel-toed boots can set you back $150 alone).
God forbid you get sick; even if your minimum-wage job includes insurance you’ve probably got a $25/visit copayment. If it doesn’t, which most don’t, it’ll be a $90 ZoomCare visit or in the upper hundreds for the ER, if you wait too long.
tl;dr - don’t do bullshit math until you have *all* the numbers down, son.
Not to mention most people on minimum wage aren’t getting 40 hours a week from one job. Most places bar people from working over 30 hours because a whole tier of benefits kick in if you’re considered full time.
Oh, and do you have kids who are under 5? Because people don’t watch kids under 5 for free, so unless you’re lucky enough to have a relative who also doesn’t have to work and is willing to watch your kids every day for free, you’re looking at, oh, at least another $200 a week gone right there. And if your kids are over 5 but not old enough to look after themselves and you don’t work school hours, welcome to paying for after care! Not as expensive as full daycare, but still $$$.
America!
Oh, Peralta! I almost forgot: My girls made you a card to thank you for keeping me safe.
He’s not intimidating in the least. I do a lot of laughing at my own self in life, so I think I come at things with a pretty easygoing view. I mean Andre Braugher sings at the top of his lungs in his dressing room. The other day I heard him baby-talking to his dog in a weird Andre Braugher way. Like, “We’re going to go outside and urinate all over this mother.” He’s such a weirdo.
I was feeling way too sad about this poor persecuted high school child who loves his coach and teacher and gets nothing but grief in return, so I decided between me and myself that Greenberg is actually 21 Jump Street-ing Beacon Hills High, partially looking for drugs (where ARE they getting their juice????), partially keeping in touch with the FBI taskforce about how many students are getting eaten by mountain lions daily, partially trying to see if there are any patterns as to which teachers are brutally murdered, etc.
Except on the day he walked into BHHS, he looked up and saw the man of his dreams. And the feeling was mutual. And Finstock almost resigned hiw position because it was so WRONG of him to be in love with his student, but the principal (whoever was principal on that particular day— I’m guessing it was the dude the Argents had killed? Or tortured until he left town???) was like “ha ha nope he’s a cop he’s actually a year older than you, you’re not allowed to quit now go win us that lacrosse championship.”
But they can’t ACT ON IT. Finstock has to protect “Greenberg” from being discovered as an undercover agent! “Greenberg” has uncovered three drug rings already*, he’s doing amazing work! He’s saving lives! Meanwhile, “Greenberg” knows that he can’t ruin Finstock’s career, and it WILL be ruined if anyone knows of their passion for one another. They try to stay away from each other, but it hurts. IT BURNS. Finstock has to assign him homework and make him run windsprints and the only way he can deal with how unfair it all is with his anger, the anger that hides the LONGING.
What you can’t see from these clips is that there was something else inside that #1 Coach mug. And it was a small box. And the box contained an engagement ring. “Greenberg” can’t wait anymore. A LIFE LIVED IN FEAR IS A LIFE HALF-LIVED.
*”Greenberg” actually feels kind of bad about it— if ever anyone needs the escape of recreational drugs, it is the kids of BHHS. Those kids have seen some SHIT. He ignores the pot and the ecstasy, just focuses on anything that might kill people.