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$1.50 a day


There was just one thing in my mind as I got to work today. My wallet.

As I left home this morning in precipitance, I was rather unmindful of a lot of things. But the one that would cost me a lot (or to be precise, the contrary) was the fact that I forgot my wallet. True, I weighed 2 lbs less which helped me climb all the stairs I normally climb in a day, a shade quicker. It was too late when I realized that I had forgotten my wallet. I was exactly half way between work and home. To make it to all my meetings and be productive at work for a full day, even the faintest thought that flashed across my rather hazy mind at that time which could have made me drive home to collect my wallet before I got to work, was a sign that I need to brush up my time management skills.

It was one of those days in a week, when I did not have breakfast at home nor did I pack my lunch. I checked my slack pockets to figure out if I had left any coins by mistake. A mistake that it never would be. Phew! As I counted 3 pennies and 6 quarters, I felt I really was rich for a moment. The elevator arrived. I pressed button 22 and exchanged customary good mornings and some friendly smiles with all the “co-elevangers” all along thinking how I should be spending my $1.53 in a wise way so that I don’t go home hungry in the evening.

Of course I have a lot of benevolent and altruistic friends who I could ask for some dough to plough my day but I was resilient because this was a great opportunity to try to experience living within a shoe string budget, albeit just for a day. So I started planning my day and came up with a time table.

The first cup of coffee felt good. The caffeine did its rounds through the sleeping brain cells. The meeting from 11 AM to 12:30 PM was a great idea. I bought a tube of peanuts at 12:30 PM. This cost me $0.75. I walked to the coffee area to get some water and found an apple that was left untouched in a fruit basket which some team member had brought in for us. An apple, some peanuts and a cup of water later, I was ready for my 1:00 PM meeting. Wow..not a bad lunch at all. I had another meeting to go at 2:30 PM and I wove it around a cup of hot chocolate. Then at 4:30 PM, I bought myself a candy bar for $0.75 and let it melt in my mouth with another cup of coffee. Finally when I left for home at 6 PM, I didn’t think I was hungry. For some this may sound like a gluttonous day – but if you find out what I normally consume (or pig out as some might want to call) in a day, what I ate today was literally “peanuts”!

Moral of the day: $1.50 a day budget is more than enough if you have a store where you can buy peanuts.

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Besides fantasizing about being a Peter Gibbons at least for a couple of days at my work, I think I have a long way to go to realize some of the other fantasies. But like any ambitious man out there, I will get there! Note: All views expressed in this blog are mine alone and have got nothing to do with my company Cogent IBS, Inc., its employees or any of its affiliates.

2 thoughts on “$1.50 a day

  1. Funny story, I have had days like that also. Recently actually where I walked into the corner gas station to buy something and realized that my money was in my pants pocket and that I was not wearing my pants, I was actually in my P.J. bottoms. I was lounging around when I needed something really quick, forgot about my pants. Then the next day I went to work and put on a different pair of pants and still forgot to get the money out of the other pair of pants. Again standing in line at the gas station in the morning realizing that I don’t have the money, and my debit card was in my pocket also so that left out the ATM machine. Lucky I have a guy at work that is always offering to buy me lunch, usually I turn him down because I don’t want him to have the wrong idea, but I must say that day I had to take advantage of the opportunity. BTW I am from Michigan, and I know about Kwame’s need to clean up his reputation. Luckily I don’t actually live in Detroit so he isn’t my mayor, but I work right on its border.

  2. Thanks for stopping by Rhonda. I can’t imagine going to a gas station and not having any money to pay – what if I am totally out of gas!! At least you could get help from your co-worker..:-)
    I don’t live in Detroit either but for now I am working in the city.

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