I used to be an insurance adjuster for a car insurance company. Worst job in the world. I would meet the insured and they are going through a terrible time. Then I would meet with the auto shop and they want to make as much money as possible. Then I would need to negotiate to get a reasonable number. Then I find out instead of repairing the dents and dings they just put Bondo on the whole thing. So the insured gets a piece of crap vehicle back and the auto shop and insurance company makes an incredible amount of money.

I quit after three weeks.

My kids call me old fashion because I listen to 90s - mid 2000s music exclusively.

My kids listen to newer music (I don’t know the bands) but I show them the impact of 90s and 2000s music had on the industry.

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I commonly get called names and have disparaging comments fly my way.

At first, I let them get under my skin. I would get depressed. But I realized this is exactly what they want me to feel. They won.

Now when someone “makes a joke” I just tell myself they won’t win and realize whatever credibility or trust I had for this person is lost. They are wholly uneducated and I make the choice not to engage with them any further.

I win this round. Not them