So true! My taxes may be higher in Europe, but I very much enjoy not having to deal with the constant microtransactions skimming my reduced take-home pay.
Why, just the other day I drove back home from a short vacation to the city, paid the congestion charge, used a VPN to access half the internet that would otherwise be blocked, then paid the fine for forgetting that I’d passed through two countries that required a vignette, a detour required because I didn’t have the green environmental sticker that would have let me go on the route I planned. Before I got home, I fueled up so I’d have a full tank before the week. Just a small matter of paying the EU excise duty, VAT, carbon tax, biofuel cost passthrough, and strategic reserve contribution.
That afternoon, I got two letters online but one was just a passive aggressive note from my building for missing my Kehrwoche obligation. The other was a letter urgently seeking to schedule my mandated annual chimney inspection. Then I was hungry, so I walked to a restaurant, paid for tap water, then visited the pay toilet, after which I realized I didn’t have enough money to be eating at a restaurant. I tried to search for directions to the grocery store, but got a GDPR cookie consent banner that was 19 pages long, and by the time I clicked through all the “legitimate interest” toggles, my phone died because I didn’t bring the correct USB charger I was forced to purchase after the passage of EU Directive 2022/2380.
So I took the train to the grocery store instead, but forgot that I didn’t buy a seat reservation in addition to my ticket, so I had to stand. Then I forgot that I didn’t bring a coin to get out a shopping cart, so I just went home and immediately got a knock on the door from the TV license inspector. Apparently I was delinquent on that and many of my other bills because I forgot to schedule my meeting with the local administrator to formally renounce my faith so that I wouldn’t keep getting a surtax carved off my paycheck.
All of this gave me a headache, so I went to the Apotheke to get ibuprofen – since it’s a dangerous pharmacy-only medication – but it was closed because it’s 6:01 PM. So I went to the emergency pharmacy and paid the after-hours surcharge. My friend from America texted me to ask why I didn’t just move somewhere more convenient, and I had to tell him, well, I’d need an Apostille, a certified translation, my Meldebescheinigung, a SCHUFA credit check, and 12 appointments at the Bürgeramt to even think about doing that.
Who the hell could even come up with all that? he replies.
I text him back: The Aristocrats
The problem with American Salaries and tax is yes their pay is high and tax is low - but you basically live in the nation of micro transactions, where every single aspect of your life requires significant financial upkeep with middlemen skimming money at every opportunity.