Being Poor

If you're not a trust fund baby, had a huge paper route, vending machine monopoly, or any other large source of income during your schooling, its weird to leave the nest and begin some type of accountability for your own money.

We have began a few measures to extend our funds in the last week, as we understand that to find a job we really want - we most probably will have one in the interim that we don't.

While Scott's plan is to become "Seafood Specialist" at Whole Foods (He applied, I'm not joking) I have taken to Craigslist, hard. As per usual, listed under "free" some person was giving away such a random assortment of materials that he was sure to be a rapist/murderer. Who gives away "a 3 whole punch, 4ft by 18in mirror, and a can opener"? Regardless, I am poor so the I bit on the mirror thing and he only lived a couple blocks away so why not?

Well I get there promptly at 6, on the "first come first serve" basis. Nobody answers. At 6:03, the 30 something creeper (as pictured below) shows up and . . waits with me? He tells me how his girlfriend asked him to get a mirror, etc. - A SOB STORY! As I am privy to such tools myself, I saw through it and stood my ground. But at 6:20, I decided to respect myself just an ounce and walk away.





So while the aforementioned action might have been 'slumming', theres no way that I'll let luxury escape my life. Below I present my culinary masterpiece I call (one word) "1 cheese 4 pretzels 1 Pickle." If you've never heard of such a thing before, it probably means you don't stay at the Ritz.




As for career search, I will have had three meetings this week. Two of which are with Search Firms regarding various positions and my aspirations within DC. Friday, I'm taking this show to. . . Capitol Hill!? More updates later.


In other news, tonight we're doing adult things and having a dinner party with friends. Whats for dinner you ask? Another round of "1 cheese 4 pretzel 1 pickle"? Don't mind if I do!