Retirement

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April 26, 2020 | Eastern Panhandle | 40-49 years

I am in the very expensive Manhattan apartment of a financial advisor. She manages retirement plans. She is currently working from home because of the quarantine. She has many small children at home with her. She is dressed very professionally. Their apartment and bedrooms are exquisitely decorated. I am there with others, and we are all paying for her counsel on how to rebalance our retirement accounts, and not lose everything due to the economy crashing because of the pandemic. It’s clear that she is going to take a huge cut of our savings. We are all extremely uncomfortable and feel anxious, but don’t know what else to do other than go to her and pay her to try to salvage what she can of our retirement savings.

Note: Dreamer adds, “I’m a 20 year local government employee, currently teleworking and homeschooling my son full time.”

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