When I was a college student, I always went home to work during the summer. As soon as I got home that year, my little brother, Ty, started inviting me to do things.
Ty: Don't you want to go and see that new movie?
Miss Jill: Sure, but I don't have any money.
Ty: No problem, it's on me.
Blockbuster, McDonalds, all-you-can-eat Mexican buffet, you name it, we did it. And my unemployed teenage brother financed everything. The only strange thing was that everywhere we went, we paid in change (even in sit-down restaurants). It was the greatest summer of my life. I never stopped to ponder the origins of his wealth.
My mom got suspicious and started to ask one too many questions. She finally exposed that every time she gave him lunch money the previous school year, he saved it in a plastic bag and watched it multiply. To this day, no one knows what he ate for lunch that year
On a completely unrelated note, is there anyone else out there who is struggling with this addiction?
I did that! Instead of lunch, I would eat mini M&Ms and use the money to put gas in my car so I could drive to date a boy my mom didn't approve of and so she refused to finance the trips. I showed her, all right!
ReplyDeleteI can't believe he shared his earnings. Sounds like they were hard-won.
ReplyDeleteYou have a generous brother. My brother and I fought to the death over who's turn it was to put $5 worth of gas into the car. I still don't think we have ever treated each other to anything.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, Finn is struggling with the wastepaper basket game addiction. You are not alone.
Some day soon, that brother of yours will be my boss.
ReplyDeleteTy also had tons of change because for years he refused to pay for things in change. i asked mom about it and she said he just wouldn't use it- apparently change is uncool in high school. there were giant cups of money sitting in his room.
ReplyDeleteI tried this once when I was in junior high school, but my mother realized that giving me a check to buy lunch tickets for the cafeteria resulted in no tickets and lots of chocolate bars. Thereafter she bought the tickets herself and gave them to me each day. Unlucky.
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