Trickle Down - No Longer A Theory...
At least not in this household...
Yes, I have a major in Economics and we studied this theory. I didn't know why then, and definitely don't know why now, it is called a theory. To me, the definition of a theory (simplified) is that it is a thought, something to prove, but in my life it is reality and I could see then how logically it would be inevitable.
I got plenty of warning and have seen it slowly start raining on my parade, but I tried to keep marching. Can't march any longer...
Do I really need to mention all the 'living' costs that have gone up? That would be redundant, so I won't bother. Do I really need to mention how the job market has gone to shit and I should be happy with my 2% raise? Not to mention that I have a job? Won't bother. Do I really need to mention that my weekly medical insurance went up from 2 bucks to 6 and my prescription medical insurance went from 10 bucks to 30... OK, now you are sick and want to be me because those costs are unheard of at most companies. So I can't bitch about it...
So what do you do under these hardly considered hardships? I mean, how the hell can I be complaining?
Trying to figure it out. I think part of my problem is I'm with the wront crowd. In england it's 'classes' in America it's 'groups', 'clicks', etc...
Well you get rid of some of your 'luxury items'. I sold the convertible BMW that I loved and owned outright. But the cost to get it fixed was not feasible. OK, did that, got 1500 because it is old and broken and would have cost me more to fix it. I'm sure he'll fix it for cheaper than I could and make some bucks. Especially if he waits until 2008 and it's a 'classic' (as my mommie D says).
It would be stupid to sell my house right now unless I move away. I don't see the market falling around here for my type of house, it's unique in this area. Meaning I have a yard and people can't see in my windows without wanting to and I'm 'in Town'. Ok, so it was built in 73, but it's still standing and cute.
The house is not a luxury, but thought I'd through it in there because I know my one friend would rather I sell my house than my horse. My ultimate luxury...
My brother asked me the other day if I spent close to 10K on horse shows owning him. He made me think about it, told him I try not to and have never added it up. I'm still thinking about, haven't added it up. I CANT!!! It has made all my hard work at that company worth the time, but it's not even-ing up anymore. I gotta sell the horse. That friend that needs to help me sell him is the one that would rather I sold my house. So here I go...
I feel like I'm dealing with the gov't
For your consideration:
I can't afford to go to college to get the job to pay for medical insurance to help me be healthy, raise the heterosexual family you want me to raise and then pay you back for college so my kids can etc, etc, etc...
Not sure that is really the round I want to take, I'm sure there's many, but it's what I came up with just now. Because the selling the horse thing is related...
For your consideration:
I can't afford to show my horse, let alone the stall, vet bills, shoeing, etc... So let me sell him!!!!!
OK, there's no match other than they both suck and the people who could help you aren't.
I definitely hang out with the wrong crowd because they are far too rich for me. Oh, and the other thought I have is that the 'friend' - that is the friend that I try to save money for because I have this horse... She just helps me spend it...
On that note: GB just called to tell me what a great time they are having and how great everything is, etc,etc,... How do I feel? I feel like I'm back in college and all my friends are 'hard-core partying' - (ie, alcohol and weed don't count) - and I'm the one left out yet again because I'm a virgine and haven't done shit for drugs... peer pressure...
I hate peer pressure.
OK, enough...
Look at my perty V-Day (no VD here) flowers :)
And the note - (I know what you are thinking, but it's so my baby and I love it) -
Yes, I have a major in Economics and we studied this theory. I didn't know why then, and definitely don't know why now, it is called a theory. To me, the definition of a theory (simplified) is that it is a thought, something to prove, but in my life it is reality and I could see then how logically it would be inevitable.
I got plenty of warning and have seen it slowly start raining on my parade, but I tried to keep marching. Can't march any longer...
Do I really need to mention all the 'living' costs that have gone up? That would be redundant, so I won't bother. Do I really need to mention how the job market has gone to shit and I should be happy with my 2% raise? Not to mention that I have a job? Won't bother. Do I really need to mention that my weekly medical insurance went up from 2 bucks to 6 and my prescription medical insurance went from 10 bucks to 30... OK, now you are sick and want to be me because those costs are unheard of at most companies. So I can't bitch about it...
So what do you do under these hardly considered hardships? I mean, how the hell can I be complaining?
Trying to figure it out. I think part of my problem is I'm with the wront crowd. In england it's 'classes' in America it's 'groups', 'clicks', etc...
Well you get rid of some of your 'luxury items'. I sold the convertible BMW that I loved and owned outright. But the cost to get it fixed was not feasible. OK, did that, got 1500 because it is old and broken and would have cost me more to fix it. I'm sure he'll fix it for cheaper than I could and make some bucks. Especially if he waits until 2008 and it's a 'classic' (as my mommie D says).
It would be stupid to sell my house right now unless I move away. I don't see the market falling around here for my type of house, it's unique in this area. Meaning I have a yard and people can't see in my windows without wanting to and I'm 'in Town'. Ok, so it was built in 73, but it's still standing and cute.
The house is not a luxury, but thought I'd through it in there because I know my one friend would rather I sell my house than my horse. My ultimate luxury...
My brother asked me the other day if I spent close to 10K on horse shows owning him. He made me think about it, told him I try not to and have never added it up. I'm still thinking about, haven't added it up. I CANT!!! It has made all my hard work at that company worth the time, but it's not even-ing up anymore. I gotta sell the horse. That friend that needs to help me sell him is the one that would rather I sold my house. So here I go...
I feel like I'm dealing with the gov't
For your consideration:
I can't afford to go to college to get the job to pay for medical insurance to help me be healthy, raise the heterosexual family you want me to raise and then pay you back for college so my kids can etc, etc, etc...
Not sure that is really the round I want to take, I'm sure there's many, but it's what I came up with just now. Because the selling the horse thing is related...
For your consideration:
I can't afford to show my horse, let alone the stall, vet bills, shoeing, etc... So let me sell him!!!!!
OK, there's no match other than they both suck and the people who could help you aren't.
I definitely hang out with the wrong crowd because they are far too rich for me. Oh, and the other thought I have is that the 'friend' - that is the friend that I try to save money for because I have this horse... She just helps me spend it...
On that note: GB just called to tell me what a great time they are having and how great everything is, etc,etc,... How do I feel? I feel like I'm back in college and all my friends are 'hard-core partying' - (ie, alcohol and weed don't count) - and I'm the one left out yet again because I'm a virgine and haven't done shit for drugs... peer pressure...
I hate peer pressure.
OK, enough...
Look at my perty V-Day (no VD here) flowers :)
And the note - (I know what you are thinking, but it's so my baby and I love it) -
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