I now live in the Netherlands, where every worker has rights.

Instead of being jealous of workers who have rights, you should be demanding these rights for everyone.

One of the crazy things you see here is older, very cheerful workers at fast food places.

It slowly dawned on me that here, you can have a job selling pastries behind a counter, and still make enough to live modestly but without worry.

I chatted to one of the nice ladies in the shop downstairs from us, and she'd retired on a pension, and gotten bored, and went back to work afternoons. "It's relaxed and I get to chat to people - like you!"