the world is running out of glassblowers and yet you want to become a fucking doctor
One of the most jarring moments of my university education was in a physics class when I was given a device that measures gravity and was told “this cost the university sixteen thousand dollars, but the only glass blower in the world who could make the glass springs inside it died so it’s literally irreplaceable. If you drop it those springs will shatter. Go fuck around with it for a day and take some measurements”
And there’s probably some neurodivergent person in the local community who could fix it, but because we don’t have UBI, she’s stuck away in an office somewhere trying to get through her day without losing her goddamned mind because she needs to pay the rent and have health insurance to pay for her hrt
