Work isn’t life anymore. That’s where the serfdom analogy breaks down. I am utterly subservient to those to whom I report. I obediently tug my forelock to HR

Work isn’t life anymore. That’s where the serfdom analogy breaks down. I am utterly subservient to those to whom I report. I obediently tug my forelock to HR all the way from 8am to 4:30pm but at that point I turn off my company devices and am my own person. If you draw a $200k salary and work until bed-time in a shared flat with no garden then I suppose it’s a different story — one of the chattel post-grad SWE — but at least you have $300 a day on which to live.