Vesna Posted September 6, 2011 Posted September 6, 2011 It seems to be the poorer people I know who talk about money incessantly. They bang on about what they are going to do next payday, which is the same every two weeks and they don't notice my eyes glaze over and the anxiety in my breathing. They just love talking about how cheap this was and how cheap that was and if they ask me where my outfit came from I just tell them it was a gift. I would never in a million years tell them that I paid the dress off over winter and it cost me a pension check. I am a 'less is more' type of spender and see better quality items as money in the bank. I am as 'poor' as they are but I live so much better and I am proud of how I manage on a disability pension. My next door neighbour is the worst. He drones to me about next payday everytime he sees me and I have gently told him that it is not necessary for me to know his finances but he has become worse. I have been asked if I am secretly wealthy or if I have extra financial support from someone. Neither. I no longer drink to get drunk. A small packet of cigars lasts me for a week. I buy the best quality food and go easy on it. I don't go out, nor do I wish to. I grow as much of my own food as I can. I leave second-hand shops empty handed quite frequently. In my world, economy does not mean cheap. I walk past two dollar shops. I get my hair cut twice a year at a high end salon and colour it myself. It is getting to the point where I am about to run a screaming mile as soon as someone starts talking about their fiscal exploits because I just don't think people should talk about money. To me it is tasteless and small. There is a world out there that is not defined by how much milk is in one's fridge or how in front with the rent one is. Rant over.
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