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I got my latest bank statement in the mail the other day...and yeah. It turns out that in the past month, I've spent over six hundred dollars. :-O (And no, this does not include rent.)
Granted, part of that money was my $66 student loan check. And $100 I paid Amanda for my Eddie Izzard ticket plus my portion of the hotel and gas costs for the trip to Nashville. And a few other necessities -- but I still feel kinda guilty about it. I'm not broke, but I'm definitely poorer than I was a month ago. I guess I forgot how even small things that seem cheap at the time can really add up. Plus I bid on (and won) a couple of posters that I "just had to get, OMG" on Ebay, and spent over a hundred dollars at the grocery store today, so now I'm even poorer. (Weirdly enough, in some ways I feel worse about spending a lot of money on food than I do for spending it on "fun stuff.") I'm going to work on being a lot more frugal over the next few months.
Although I had something really wonderful happen to me the other day at work. There's this middle-aged woman named Flo who comes into the restaurant at least once a week. She's always been incredibly sweet to me; she calls me "ladybug" and always says hi and stops to talk to me. (She's so affectionate that if I didn't know better, I'd almost think she was hitting on me.) A week or so ago I took my lunch break outside and saw her sitting nearby, and she and I had a brief conversation about books and how I was a lit/creative writing major, and she said that I was really smart and said something like, "You are something else, girl." XD She's just a really nice lady.
Well, this past Friday she came into the restaurant, and she motioned for me to come to her at the counter. When I went over there, she offered me a fifty dollar bill, saying that I deserved it for being so sweet to her. I was absolutely shocked and said something like, "But you're really nice to us! I can't take this!" But she insisted on it, saying that I work hard and that I deserve it, etc. So finally I took it, but not without going around the counter to thank her and give her a hug. It was one of the most touching things that anyone's ever done for me. Although I still feel kinda bad for taking the fifty dollars, I had the warm fuzzies for the rest of the day. It sounds corny as hell, but it really did get me thinking about the power of being nice to people -- even if they're just customers at your place of work -- and all that "the more you give, the more you get" stuff. I have a feeling that she's one of those retired people who, now that they're financially secure and have more time, are able to do such things as lavish random acts of kindness on the cashiers at their favorite restaurant.
It all seemed to make even more sense once I realized that the money she gave me essentially paid for my Nick Cave ticket. XD See, I just had a feeling that I should be spontaneous and decide to go to the show. It's all going to work out in the end.
Granted, part of that money was my $66 student loan check. And $100 I paid Amanda for my Eddie Izzard ticket plus my portion of the hotel and gas costs for the trip to Nashville. And a few other necessities -- but I still feel kinda guilty about it. I'm not broke, but I'm definitely poorer than I was a month ago. I guess I forgot how even small things that seem cheap at the time can really add up. Plus I bid on (and won) a couple of posters that I "just had to get, OMG" on Ebay, and spent over a hundred dollars at the grocery store today, so now I'm even poorer. (Weirdly enough, in some ways I feel worse about spending a lot of money on food than I do for spending it on "fun stuff.") I'm going to work on being a lot more frugal over the next few months.
Although I had something really wonderful happen to me the other day at work. There's this middle-aged woman named Flo who comes into the restaurant at least once a week. She's always been incredibly sweet to me; she calls me "ladybug" and always says hi and stops to talk to me. (She's so affectionate that if I didn't know better, I'd almost think she was hitting on me.) A week or so ago I took my lunch break outside and saw her sitting nearby, and she and I had a brief conversation about books and how I was a lit/creative writing major, and she said that I was really smart and said something like, "You are something else, girl." XD She's just a really nice lady.
Well, this past Friday she came into the restaurant, and she motioned for me to come to her at the counter. When I went over there, she offered me a fifty dollar bill, saying that I deserved it for being so sweet to her. I was absolutely shocked and said something like, "But you're really nice to us! I can't take this!" But she insisted on it, saying that I work hard and that I deserve it, etc. So finally I took it, but not without going around the counter to thank her and give her a hug. It was one of the most touching things that anyone's ever done for me. Although I still feel kinda bad for taking the fifty dollars, I had the warm fuzzies for the rest of the day. It sounds corny as hell, but it really did get me thinking about the power of being nice to people -- even if they're just customers at your place of work -- and all that "the more you give, the more you get" stuff. I have a feeling that she's one of those retired people who, now that they're financially secure and have more time, are able to do such things as lavish random acts of kindness on the cashiers at their favorite restaurant.
It all seemed to make even more sense once I realized that the money she gave me essentially paid for my Nick Cave ticket. XD See, I just had a feeling that I should be spontaneous and decide to go to the show. It's all going to work out in the end.