I’m very lucky to be employed, and even more lucky to be able to afford housing.
I used to not think much about minimum wage. I don’t know that I ever worked a minimum wage job (well, except for babysitting, which depended on the circumstances) so I didn’t have any reason to ponder whether or not it was actually a living wage. I started thinking about it when I worked for the school district years ago and saw families with two adults, both working more than one job, who were barely scraping by. People bemoan the fact that low income parents spend less time helping their kids with homework than parents with higher income, but what they don’t seem to understand is that this is a direct result of having to work so many hours.
Think about it. If you had to work 70 or 80 hours a week, would you have time to come home, feed your family, work on homework, and tuck your kids into bed, or would you do the best you could and end up falling asleep at the table while everyone was still eating?
The Open House blog just put up a post looking at the fair market rents and how they are out of reach for a lot of people. Fair market rents, also called FMRs, are HUD’s estimate of gross rents for 530 metropolitan areas and 2,045 nonmetropolitan county FMR areas.
An American family needs to earn $18.44 an hour, or nearly $38,360 a year, to afford a modest rental home. The highest minimum wage is $8.55/hour, and the Federal minimum wage, which applies to many states, is $7.25/hour. If there are two adults in a household, they would have to work at least one part time job on top of two full time jobs to be able to afford a two bedroom apartment.
Direct quote from the Open House blog: “At the federal minimum wage of $7.25, a household would have to work 102 hours each week to afford the FMR for a two-bedroom home….A full-time minimum wage worker cannot afford even a one-bedroom apartment at the FMR in any county in the nation.”
Think about a single mom with one kid. If she doesn’t want to share her bedroom with her child, she has to work 102 hours every week.
102 hours.
I’ve worked 60 or 70 hours a week, and I’m always exhausted when I do that. I can barely get through feeding myself, let alone taking care of anyone else. Another thirty hours on top of that is more than I can imagine. I would always be working. 102 hours a week means about 9.5 hours a day to do everything else, including getting to work, eating, sleeping, and maybe even grocery shopping. A lot of people in this situation depend on public transit, which, even when it is good, takes a long time and involves longer waits than just hopping in the car and driving to work.
We have a minimum wage that is not a living wage.
In the history of minimum wage, minimum wages have never been sufficient to raise a family out of poverty if only one member of the family works. Some cities have implemented living wages, which is an improvement, but this is only in limited areas and not for all businesses in those areas.
A lot of arguments are put forth explaining how raising the minimum wage will hurt businesses. I have one primary argument in response – if the minimum wage goes up, people will have more income and more time to spend money. Businesses will have a bigger customer base. Turn the problem on its side and look at it again.
The next time a minimum wage increase bill shows up on a ballot, think about having to work more than one job just so you can afford a one-bedroom apartment. Think about writing grocery lists that cover the bare minimum and nothing that requires cooking, because you don’t have time. You might not even have a stove, just a hot plate. Think about being so tired you physically can’t help your kids with their homework.
Think about how proud it makes you feel to be able to take care of your family and the people you love, and vote to increase the minimum wage. Vote for a living wage. Vote to give people time and enough money to survive for a long day’s work.