@ragingloli Thanks for sharing. In Canada we had the boogie man, who would get us at night from the closet.
My family would threaten that If we misbehaved and didn’t get post secondary education that we would never amount to more than to be a McDonald’s restaurants manager.
I told them that It’s a real job,and I would love to have my own restaurant one day. That’s around the time that I disconnected from most of my family . (Except mom and one sister , they rock)