Job Robbering
Hello, whoever is there.
This story is fiction but was inspired by my bad luck finding a job or starting to be self-employed.
Enjoy it!!!
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Job Robbering
It all started five years ago when two criminals boarded a bus and forced the driver and conductor to get off, then proceeded to take their seats. When they gave their testimony, the passengers claimed to be frightened, then incredulous: the thugs covered the bus's route, charged the official gazette fare, and stopped at bus stops, even accepting part-time fares in exchange for carrying passengers.
The news caused national and international upheaval. Memes were quick to appear. This was evidence of something that had already been developing among the masses and that no one was making any effort to hide.
The "guild," so to speak, of street sweepers and people who collect dead animals on the street, being all of a lower class, was the first to suffer. Family members reported the death of their loved ones and the connection, which was obvious to them but nonexistent to the police, but the complaints came to nothing.
The next to fall were the street vendors and street vendors. At one point, there were so many stalls that they competed fiercely, occupying every inch of sidewalk and road, offering the same products and fighting over the few customers who came to shop when they didn't have their bank deposits.
When street vendors and street vendors began appearing on obituary lists, their families also filed complaints. Law enforcement officers, once again, recorded the complaints and filed them away, but did nothing more.

Fuente
Next on the list were the vendors, security guards, and cleaners in supermarkets, shopping centers, and hospitals. By this point, most people noticed the new "employees" and commented on their daily displacement, but took no further action to find out how and why this happened.
It wasn't until there were disappearances and substitutions among police students and armed forces cadets that the union's agents decided to do something about it. This makes me laugh a little because, generally, police and military cadets look very similar: tall, thin, with dark hair, skin, and eyes, they come from the same socioeconomic background, and, seen from a distance or out of the corner of the eye, they all look the same. The institutions provided payments and support to the fake students without question until the families reported the thefts to the police themselves.
Obtaining work through honest means, through self-employment and the theft of money, food, and even medicine reached an unsustainable point for most people. There were already too many merchants, street vendors, and people who were their own bosses, and the economy was getting worse every day, with people taking on three or more jobs to make a living. Entire families even took jobs in hardware stores, shoe stores, construction sites, factories of all kinds, pharmacies, hospitals and outpatient clinics, and just about anything else.
For some reason, no one dared to take the position of mayor, governor, representative, or president because no one had time to vote anymore, much less keep everything as it was.
For your information, dear reader, I make my living as an online scammer, and before that, I broke into houses and robbed them. I grew up being poor, so it was either I did this or I died. A friend of mine who accompanied me on my forays into other people's territory got a job and broke up with me. I had to continue for a while longer until I acquired the knowledge to commit online robberies. Since most people are still very naive and in need of extra income, they are very vulnerable to scams and robberies in the digital world.
Unfortunately, some people are also fed up with this type of crime, and several of my fellow robbers have been murdered out of revenge and also so someone could usurp their positions. I've already had to move twice to save my own life.
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I think that petty crime is always born out of great need and that only the really big fish satisfy criminal energy and greed. Nevertheless, it remains injustice. How much morality can a poor person have whose family is starving? @ty-ty... - fits in with some of your last thoughts.
On another note: posting the same content in different languages as cross posts is not sooo appreciated by the curators...
Crime is not a good idea, but I know some poeple do it because they are tired fo trying to get money honestly and having very poor or no results.
I have texts to offer and because translating and posting the same stories in different languages in different communities is not against the rules in Steemit i´ll keep doing it because I mostly have the oooonly regular readers/users votes. That´s what reeeeally help me to pay the bills.
He, that's perfectly okay for me. I undrstand your motivation and I know that it works for you. It was just thought as a hint about priorities of bigger curators. Your texts are outstanding ;-))
Thanks for taking the time to understand. The regular users adn bots read and vote but curators rarely pass by. At least, in my case.
I wouldn't give up the hope ;-)) All the best for you!
Thanks for your words.
I have felt many times... that even after working hard I don't achieve anything. At that time I feel as if something is breaking inside me.
This story... seems like the voice of my own heart. It is a very bitter truth, but so real that it cannot seem like a lie."
I feel the same. My mother feels the same and is like a trap. We walk in circles and only get tired. No rewards for the effort.
This seems to me being a very hard sentence, and possibly an assassination attempt on morality or ethics...
Thus, my answer is:
If I place the good, my will to do good, under the condition: but only as long as I survive with it, then I have still not understood anything about good and evil.
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Please note that I speak of me and that I wrote "I", not "you".