We say we’re broke while somehow spending $200 a month on things that sounded like good ideas at the time.
That gym membership gathering dust since February? They’re counting on you never canceling. Congratulations, you’re funding someone else’s workout.
Extended warranties are the adult version of buying insurance for your insurance. Spoiler alert: the house always wins, and the house is selling you the warranty.
We’ve convinced ourselves that waiting 48 hours for a package is somehow unbearable suffering. We grew up waiting six to eight weeks for the Sears mail-order catalogue and survived just fine.
Turns out we’re all just out here voluntarily participating in an economy specifically designed to separate us from our money – in the most entertaining ways possible.
