An almoster responds angrily:
I noticed this field in your so called, survey, did not have that pissy little red asterisk at the end? So, in a passive aggressive way, you’re saying — we really don’t give a shit about your gains and especially your pains. So, we did not make this * “Required!”
Well, screw you. I’m writing something in here anyway. I’m not cowed by required asterisks. I used to be but, then I realized, every time that message comes up, “sorry, you must provide x” I can just cancel and nothing will happen. I won’t die in my sleep. G-men won’t come to my house — as they often do for other reasons. I became a man and refused to be intimidated by required asterisks or even “mandatory” asterisks from that day on.