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For me it would be an either silver or dark blue Honda Civic sedan, not the current generation but the previous one. Alternately, the previous version of the Prius in either light blue it beige.
If I wanted to blend in where I grew up, make it an early 2000s white Chevrolet Trailblazer in decent shape but maybe with some aftermarket wheels and one modest dent that didn't break the paint and isn't rusting.
This is probably the right answer. It's still weird in my head because it's effectively absorbing the cash into my budget and then deciding to take it back out of a budget months later.
I do think there's some responsibility on the part of the gift giver to understand how their gift impacts the recipient. It's why pets are almost always a bad gift. I also get tripped up putting myself in her head because I don't grasp why she thinks cash is a great gift. It was when I was 15 or 20, but at 38 when she's 71, it isn't. It feels kind of infantilizing.
My mom has this idea that she's supposed to give her kids money at Christmas. Her dad did it. I suppose that's where she got the idea from. Her dad wasn't wealthy but was careful with his money. He shared his surplus with his kids, all of whom have kids (and corresponding bills) of their own.
My parents also are not wealthy but are not at all secure. I don't have kids. I don't know how to tell her while the $150 she gives me is no small sum, at the same time it has little impact on my life. I save money to buy a car or make a house down payment, and anything else is just budgeting. I've spent $150 on baggage fees alone on a single trip.
She should be keeping that money herself because it's a lot of money in her budget and, if she wants to do something for me, donate $20 to an animal shelter I adopted cats from. Or if she wants to give it away, give it to my sister who has kids and a lower household income than me.
I don't know how to explain this without sounding really ungrateful and arrogant.
Being old and alone worries me. I've thought about suggesting, half in jest but half seriously, to a friend that if we're both alone at 65 that we should move in together.
- Overweight and unable to get up, and with no phone in reach, he laid there for at least two nights
Two weeks ago I woke up to a voice in the common hallway (I have a condo; nine units use this hall). I initially fell back asleep but was reawoken. I assumed it was someone in the hall having a conversation. I went out to ask them to go inside. It was an elderly neighbor sitting on the floor. I think he was trying to get someone's attention. I don't know what was wrong, but there was no reason for him to be on the floor at 2:45 AM, and I don't know how long he was there. I called 911, and paramedics responded. I don't know what happened from there. That could be me in 45 years. He has a wife, but I don't know where she was. I hadn't seen him in a long time and didn't recognize him. I remember him looking better, albeit on a scooter.
- “We strongly believe that no country should have to sacrifice their economic prosperity or energy security in pursuit of environmental sustainability.”
This statement is nuts. I wonder if the people who lived on the Love Canal agree with that sentiment.
I'm fairly pragmatic. I'm pretty sure SPP has the highest wind capacity to load ratio of any single large system in the US, and they're still sitting at only a third of their electricity coming from wind right now. Nationally or globally, those numbers aren't going to dramatically change in a year or even ten years.
But to suggest environmental sustainability can be brushed aside is just insane. Environmental damage eventually impacts the economy.
I can't say. I'm 38, and I suspect when I was a teenager I was somewhat like this. But I learned after a few times of people being curt after I asked them questions that I need to try to figure out problems myself. I'm not sure how someone got this far with only depth and no breadth to their problem solving ability.
Thanks for listening to me vent, by the way. I'm frustrated at work right now, and this helps.
"I wasn't told I should run from the zombies" with a shrug meant to gather sympathy over the flaw of someone else not giving them a step-by-step instruction is totally something they'd do.
It's disappointing because I know they're capable. I think some of it comes from a fear of making a mistake, so they put blinders on to anything not immediately pertinent and focus on just the task at hand.
Last week a coworker sent a group email about a computer glitch some people were seeing and how to fix it. Yesterday he mentioned it to the group again.
Today a different coworker asked me for help because they were having that problem. They said they didn't pay attention before because they weren't having the problem then.
It really annoys me, first because understanding the glitch was an opportunity to learn something even if it never affected them, and second because they wasted my time because of their apathy. It feels selfish. "This doesn't affect me so I don't care, and if I need to care later I'll just ask."
- For starters, the median retirement account balance for households near retirement is $12k. Median.
Holy crap that's terrifying. That says most people won't be retiring. They'll have to work until they're medically unable to.
Hmm. I've pooped in holes in the ground and found it went smoothly, though that might have been a combination of digestive issues related to trail food and, in the case of pooping in New Mexico, digestive issues related to being 10,000 feet higher than my home. It also might have been because I was rushed because my arm was tired, and I had no cell connection and couldn't browse the internet while pooping.
I may try this with a couple books stacked up.