I had a buddy who passed away at just 31, and his wife is still in her prime. Such a shame.
Now his wife is with someone else, and the kids are someone else's too. Two houses and a car—all gone to others. I always told him to lay off the booze and smokes, and to stop grinding so hard, but he wouldn’t listen. One summer, with temps hitting 37 degrees, he was out there hustling under the sun, came home that night, and couldn't catch his breath—heart attack, all because of third-party contracts with no real compensation.
He was in logistics, moving about 10 tons daily, taking on the kind of work others wouldn’t touch. His boss praised him for being so hardworking, but really, he made everyone else look lazy. He didn’t need to push himself like that every day, but he was just caught up in the hustle. What was the point?
Rest in peace, man. At 31, he should’ve been living life, not watching the old-timers downstairs.
Now his wife is with someone else, and the kids are someone else's too. Two houses and a car—all gone to others. I always told him to lay off the booze and smokes, and to stop grinding so hard, but he wouldn’t listen. One summer, with temps hitting 37 degrees, he was out there hustling under the sun, came home that night, and couldn't catch his breath—heart attack, all because of third-party contracts with no real compensation.
He was in logistics, moving about 10 tons daily, taking on the kind of work others wouldn’t touch. His boss praised him for being so hardworking, but really, he made everyone else look lazy. He didn’t need to push himself like that every day, but he was just caught up in the hustle. What was the point?
Rest in peace, man. At 31, he should’ve been living life, not watching the old-timers downstairs.