scarecrowbob · 6 days ago
I quit in '23. I didn't have F-U money (heck, I don't have running water) but I did inherit some money from my parents when they passed, enough to buy a shack on some land and to get my living expenses low enough that running sound and playing music could pay the bills.
I will note that I did quit before my parents passed on, mostly because my kids (I am 48 and had them young) had graduated college and I realized I wasn't going to make enough in my remaining working years to both buy a house where I want to live and fully retire.
So I quit and lived in my truck and did stage hand gigs that payed a better day rate than I got programming, even though they were only a couple of days a month.
I am in EMT school because I like to do first aid at festivals and support my local free clinic. One of my recording clients just left with the masters of his album he cut out at my off-grid, solar-powered recording studio.
In additions to the realizations about the reality of retirement, I just got tired of answer pages to reboot a server at 1am because my boss was to cheap to offload some containers to a second server.
Also, I enjoy programming (this last winter I re-learned C to work with ESP32), but watching the less-talented folks at the biz use it as a crutch to make ever cruftier, bug riddled stuff made me a little repulsed.
It didn't help that I was doing WordPress customization/hosting/troubleshooting for large institutional clients- for as much money as it made me, it is was still a towering pile of shit that required being able to really work all parts of the stack including layer-zero issues.
So here I am, Dale-Gribbling it up in the middle of nowhere, unemployed, unable to tell the difference between massive inflation and massive gains in my portfolio, sitting a rural shack in Colorado surrounded by a bunch of musical instruments.
Yall should quit while there is still time, if you can.