I was desperate for a job after I had started over in a new city. I had a month to figure out how to pay next months rent. I got a call from Little Caesars to come interview, and as much as I despise food work, I felt I had little other choice.
They put me on the dough for my first day. It was hot and awful. Boring AF too. $8.00/hr. I got a phone call after "lunch" and it was for an interview to run a boost mobile on the other side of town... I walked straight out of Little Caesars and was hired the next day at Boost, which was more to my liking.
On one hand, I absolutely agree with this. It's human nature to want to avoid such a fate if one can reasonably avoid it. If I had the money and could buy my way out of participation in a fucking war...I'd hate to think that I wouldn't.
I know it's their home and things like that...but not everyone cares about those sorts of ties, and they become even less meaningful in death. I'm not saying I condone their actions, just that I understand.