The Reasons Are Gone For Why I Was Holding On

I wonder if moving to the city was the right choice. It's weird being here, I feel torn between so much, I feel unable to form my own opinions... I see someone on the side of the street asking for money, a part of me wants to give him some money but the other part of me thinks that won't help the situation but instead keep them begging for more. You can't help the problem if you keep giving them hand-outs... but they are people, and they are alone. Where is their family, y'know? I go through this debate in my head everytime I pass them on the street with their empty cup/hat/whatever. 
My next big debate is Starbucks. I used to be outright against them. However, I ended up working for what I considered evil before.. I became happy at work until the big turnover. I was  miserable, but I had hope for a new store... but it's no better in Vancouver. I feel I am being told to boss around and not actually help my baristas in tasks. I am shipped from Starbucks to Starbucks in order to get my necessary hours. I feel unappreciated by my fellow supervisors. Everything I do is wrong. Endless coaching conversations. Endless changes to how I thought I was supposed to work. I also stumbled on the site ihatestarbucks.com and it reminded me of how I felt before I worked there.. how I am not a real 'barista' with these stupid push button espresso machines.. with no training whatsoever on latte art and no indepth training on the perfect cappuccino.. Real baristas laugh at Starbucks baristas. You don't see Starbucks baristas at competitions. Our pitchers don't even allow the correct pouring in order to do latte art! Even if you wanted to teach yourself, Starbucks doesn't give you the resources. I again have ended up miserable at work. Already I doubt this new store. Where I feel unappreciated, wrong, replaceable, tattled upon. I can't win in this location.. and I know I have no hope of moving up in this store.. 
Was I being lazy? I didn't take the years and years of school in order to get an amazing career like an engineer or architect or lawyer or any of those high paying jobs that society always needs. Instead I chose to perform.. but instead of performing I am stuck at Starbucks sucking the corporate teat.  My dreams that should feel closer are feeling further away. They will never be reality. Those dreams will remain as they are, far away, while my soul is belongs to Howard Schultz and Starbucks.