It's 2073 and We're DINKs!
It's 2073 and We're DINKs!
I just wish I knew somebody who could take me to Costco for a hot plate!
It’s 2073, we’re old, and we’re DINKs!1 We spend all day wishing we were healthy enough to walk to Costco. We miss Costco. It was so wonderful when we would go there, and the nice man at the front would tell us that he loves us. I wish we knew someone who could take us there, but all our friends are old and in bad health like us.
We’re DINKs! I really miss Costco so much. It’s been forever since anyone told us they loved us. My wife used to say she loved me every now and then, but now that she has Alzheimer’s real bad, she doesn’t know who I am anymore. Things are actually better now that her memory’s gone. For a while there, she would get real angry at me sometimes when she’d been drinking wine all day and talking to that stupid sister of hers. For some reason, she blames me for us not having kids. She thinks I talked her out of it, but we made that decision together. She did start wanting a kid real bad when she got to be about 40, so we tried, but by then she couldn’t get pregnant, and doing it in vitro was way too expensive. So she blames me for that too, since we didn’t have enough money to do IV. She said if I had worked harder, I’d have one of those jobs that had the kind of insurance that covers IV treatments. Thankfully, when she got to be about 45, she stopped talking about kids, but then she started back talking about it a few years later after she got laid off. Then all she’d do is sit around the house and complain about how she wished she could be a grandma. I actually miss those days. At least we had our own house back then.
We’re DINKs! We moved in with my wife’s sister in her broke down RV that’s on blocks in an abandoned strip mall parking lot. We had a reverse mortgage on our house to help pay for our healthcare costs, but that still wasn’t enough — when did healthcare get so expensive! — so we sold our little house for what we could get. Housing is so expensive and so hard to come by, but for some reason, the only person interested in buying our house was the guy from Blackrock, and he wouldn’t give us hardly anything for it. But we had to take what he offered, because my wife’s medication is so expensive. Once our savings are all gone, I don’t know how we’ll afford to live, because the Social Security we get each month only covers about a day-and-a-half worth of living expenses.
We’re DINKs! Everything is so expensive these days! Even if we had a high enough social credit score to be allowed to do anything fun like we used to do, we still couldn’t afford it. I can’t wait for my wife and sister-in-law to die, so at least I won’t have to worry about dealing with their crap anymore. My wife needs constant care, and she’s become real bitter as she’s gotten older. Her care is super expensive, even with me doing most of it myself.
We’re DINKs! I think if all I had to pay for was my own stuff, I could probably save enough money to pay someone to take me to Costco and get one of those pizzas. I’m craving some hot food! All we have to eat now are these powdered bug and soy smoothies. Fortunately, it rained last night, so we got plenty of water in the cistern to make smoothies. I guess I can be grateful for that, since I don’t really have enough money to buy any more bottled water. But I really want to get some hot food at Costco. I would kill for one of those hot pizza slices!
We’re DINKs! I wonder if there are any poisonous things around here that don’t have much taste to them that would mix well with the bug and soy smoothies. Or maybe I should just move out and leave my wife with her sister. But then, I don’t have anywhere to go, unless I went to the shelter. And I don’t want to do that. Those places are dangerous. One of my friends on Instagram was live streaming when he got killed in a shelter. They got some rough people in those places. Maybe there’s something I could put in a capsule and give to my wife with her medications. But then I’d have to deal with her sister. Her sister and I don’t get along at all. Maybe I can do something about her sister first, and then I’ll figure out how to handle my wife. Then I’ll be able to go to Costco again and get a hot plate. And have someone tell me they love me again. That would be so nice.
In case you haven’t been online recently and have been blissfully unware of the latest trend among Gen Z TikTok influencers, here are a couple of examples of self-proclaimed DINKs (Dual-Income, No Kids), circa 2023 (when they’re young and healthy):
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Source: A Ghost In The Machine
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