in theory I could get in on this, but I never would. I was piss pot broke for a big chunk of time... like 27-34. I was a college drop out, constantly laid off statistic. driving a shitty beater, working off book for peanuts from assholes. my "treat yourself friday" was going through the mcDs drive through for a large fry and a large soda, which was like $3. lunch of the gods. caffeine, salt, carbs, fiber. back to work!
I got real lucky and ended up just saying "fuck it" and going for broke by going back to school on recommendation from a friend and because my born-rich employers seemed really against me quitting and going back to school. I didn't know much but I knew they were my adversaries.
fast forward almost 10 years and I'm now a PMC non profit douche with a comfy paycheck job. but in my heart and wallet, it's all fragile. the state budget will eventually austerity us out in our asses. so i drive a 20 year old gas sipper, live in a place that I am embarrassed for regular people to see, and buy off brand diet soda in bulk as a treat for myself (14 cents a can!). I put a bunch of money to local and state/regional efforts every month and the occasional jumbo donation to personal causes, but otherwise I just save and save waiting for the other shoe to drop. all it would take is losing my job and getting sick to wipe me out.
my grandmother, who lived through the depression on some tiny dirt farm in georgia likes me, but she says I'm a "tightwad". I don't know any other way to be.
the psychological trauma of being poor for years has made it so I simply can't stomach the risk of being a "good consumer", let alone buying into something truly insane like a stock bet. gambling is just insane to me, I don't care if there's a "system".... the entire affair seems like it would be agonizing until it was over.
I think people who claim to have fun while gambling have some kind of maladaptive disorder like poor impulse control/risk seeking stuff. but I look around outside leftist spaces, and they're normal while I'm the freak.
my grandmother, who lived through the depression on some tiny dirt farm in georgia likes me, but she says I’m a “tightwad”.
This genuinely hurts to hear.
the psychological trauma of being poor for years has made it so I simply can’t stomach the risk of being a “good consumer”, let alone buying into something truly insane like a stock bet. gambling is just insane to me, I don’t care if there’s a “system”… the entire affair seems like it would be agonizing until it was over.
The "system" collapses if not enough people invest and consume. That's why this maladaptive behavior is encouraged to the point of being considered normal.
in theory I could get in on this, but I never would. I was piss pot broke for a big chunk of time... like 27-34. I was a college drop out, constantly laid off statistic. driving a shitty beater, working off book for peanuts from assholes. my "treat yourself friday" was going through the mcDs drive through for a large fry and a large soda, which was like $3. lunch of the gods. caffeine, salt, carbs, fiber. back to work!
I got real lucky and ended up just saying "fuck it" and going for broke by going back to school on recommendation from a friend and because my born-rich employers seemed really against me quitting and going back to school. I didn't know much but I knew they were my adversaries.
fast forward almost 10 years and I'm now a PMC non profit douche with a comfy paycheck job. but in my heart and wallet, it's all fragile. the state budget will eventually austerity us out in our asses. so i drive a 20 year old gas sipper, live in a place that I am embarrassed for regular people to see, and buy off brand diet soda in bulk as a treat for myself (14 cents a can!). I put a bunch of money to local and state/regional efforts every month and the occasional jumbo donation to personal causes, but otherwise I just save and save waiting for the other shoe to drop. all it would take is losing my job and getting sick to wipe me out.
my grandmother, who lived through the depression on some tiny dirt farm in georgia likes me, but she says I'm a "tightwad". I don't know any other way to be.
the psychological trauma of being poor for years has made it so I simply can't stomach the risk of being a "good consumer", let alone buying into something truly insane like a stock bet. gambling is just insane to me, I don't care if there's a "system".... the entire affair seems like it would be agonizing until it was over.
I think people who claim to have fun while gambling have some kind of maladaptive disorder like poor impulse control/risk seeking stuff. but I look around outside leftist spaces, and they're normal while I'm the freak.
This genuinely hurts to hear.
The "system" collapses if not enough people invest and consume. That's why this maladaptive behavior is encouraged to the point of being considered normal.
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