Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Walking Bank Statement

So there's this guy in my office who loves to talk about how much money he makes and how much things cost. It's incredibly irritating. I don't care how much your pen costs or your son's golf lessons and clubs or how much your weekend vacation to the Ritz was...seriously. He is also the type that LOVES to name drop. 99% of the time I don't even know who he's referencing, but I just assume it's supposedly someone powerful. Like how his nephew is some big shot lawyer and can call the White House direct and get their immediate attention...yada yada yada...

I really hope that if I ever make decent money I will not become one of those people. When I first moved down to Miami, it was so easy to get caught up in the labels and who's who stuff. But I quickly realized that it's just not my thing. I was trying to explain this to Mr. I Want Everyone to Know How Much Everything I Do or Purchase Is, but it was something he couldn't understand. I said something to the extent of "I don't feel the need to buy things for their label" (don't get me wrong, I used to a whole lot and still do on occasion...) and he was like well obviously you don't "need" stuff but it's nice to reward yourself with nice things, and then I told him that camping and hiking are my idea of a pleasant vacation, and he found that kind of absurd/naive. Maybe I am being bright-eyed and overly optimistic about my future self, but I hope that I can prove my current self correct. Maybe I'll look back at this very post in ten years and think "I was so naive and silly then" as I sit in my $1,000 desk chair reading on my $3,000 computer wearing my $2,000 suit. I hope not. God I hope not.

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