Tuesday, November 10, 2009

new york fuckin city

I debated the appropriateness of this title for 1 second before deciding "whatever, it's written on the shirt we're gonna ask grandpa to wear when the baby is born -- it's appropriate"

I just blew through the most innocuous $100 I think in history. Yesterday after I got paid, I took 400 out and deposited back 300. So I'm walking around with 20s. I wanted a small snack before last night's steak dinner, so I went to the deli "Toasties" in union square and got a muscle milk, a piece of salmon with mac&cheese, some doritos, and a banana. That broke my first $20 down to loose change. Certainly more than I intended from a pre-meal "snack".

Dinner was paid for by the richest person at the table, and I'm pretty sure I was the poorest, so I got out of a 70 or 80 dollar tab, which is why i still can't believe the money is gone.

Then I took a short cab ride to penn station the broke the second $20, got a peak/off peak ticket to and from long island that wiped out the 3rd one and because it was 1:30 am when I got back, I took a 5 dollar cab ride back to the house which seemed like a good tradeoff for the extra hour of sleep. So now I probably had two 20s left and a bunch of ones. So we're down to about 50 bucks.

This morning I get a free ride to the train, and I use the return leg of my ticket, and then I walk down from penn station to union square. So far so good. I take the elevator upstairs, swipe my card to get inside, and ... i'm locked out. Probably the first one to get to work. It's 8:20 am, people are supposed to get in at 9, I have to kill a half hour.

so I walk next door to the "coffee" bar, get an iced tea and .... lowkey, lowkey ... bowl of oatmeal. Price check on a bowl of oatmeal? 9 dollars. OOPS. 9 dollars for a bowl of oatmeal? What's in it. Hmm, oatmeal, brown sugar, raisins, banada slices. 9 dollars. New York Fuckin City. And then I got charged for my refill on the iced tea. Erase another 20 please.

Just now I went to mail my rent check out and on the way back, eh, I'll grab a muscle milk and a banana. 6 bucks. That uses up all the ones in my wallet. So now I have ... 20 dollars? 20? I took out a hundred yesterday afternoon?

For the record, 80 dollars a day is $29,200 a year. I don't know how taxes work, but you probably have to make about $40k in pretax income (I'm guessing) to afford the luxuries I indulged in, the train ride to the city, the banana, the oatmeal, the double iced tea, the free lodging, the free dinner, the festering deli salmon, the 1:30 am cab ride -- I mean, obviously I'm being facetious and just as obviously there are places I could have trimmed costs, but still ... THAT was an 80 dollar day?

NYFC

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