I work at a private school. A really rich one. Yes, the irony. It's not a bad place don't get me wrong, but oh man, the kids at this school, they have some money (correction, their parents have the money), old money too. My job there is sort of like a glorified babysitter for after school. I enjoy it most of the times, I really do. I just don't get nearly enough hours.
Yesterday I was cleaning up and I found a kids coat. Must have been one of the older kids because it was pretty big. I went through the pockets trying to figure out whose it was and in one pocket I found a few 1$ bills and some quarters. For brief moment it occurred to me how jealous I was! I wish I had a few dollars in my pocket. I try not to keep any cash on me for several reasons: one, I don't have any cash to spare, two,I might lose it or get it stolen, and three, heaven forbid I spend it on something I need/want.
It's all about prioritizing. But when it comes down between medicine, food, bills to pay, etc, you realize that you are damned if you do, damned if you don't.
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