Does This Mean I’m Poor?
Yesterday I used a coupon (2 coupons) for the first time in my life. It was exciting. I’m not one to call attention to myself all that often but I’m not going to lie, I really enjoyed when the self check out machine (the same self check out machine that I needed human help with less than 6 times but more than 4) announced to my cohorts in Pavillions just how much I was saving. “You saved 45 cents on that nectarine that will go bad in your refrigerator.” “Congratulations, this box of frozen french onion soup* that you are buying because you have a ‘Free French Onion Soup’ coupon was free.” “Way to go! You spent $45 on what would have cost $165 at Gelsons. Congratulations on being a wizard.” I really like the element of praise that they machine bestowed upon me. Praise will (secretly) get you everywhere with me.
*I tried to make this for lunch today but it told me I needed an “oven safe bowl.” I think all of my bowls, if put in the oven, will explode like pottery left for too long in the kiln. Note: I’d love to get an at home kiln.
