I’ve always wondered what would happen if elected officials had to live on 15K or whatever for a fraction of a year. It’s hard, and when you do it you don’t forget it.

Depending upon where you live, maybe? I have to believe there are others who do the same thing. Pay it forward, etc.

... but what if you just want the french fries?

I’d buy a house. And start a retirement fund. And get health insurance before it goes extinct like fucking dinosaurs.

Generally sweatpants and a hoodie? But sometimes yes to the skipping.

This is the only acceptable answer to my question. You get a pass.

Right? You rounded down, and the remaining $15K is almost half of your yearly income. YOU ROUNDED DOWN AND IT IS A HEALTHY PERCENTAGE OF A NORMAL INCOME.

This is almost as upsetting as the time Kim Kardashian spent more than my annual income on a wedding cake. For a marriage which lasted less than three months.

Dude, if I had $130K a year I’d have the world’s sweetest retirement fund started.

If they left it, they wanted you to have it. They gave you doughy joy.

When I was a grad student living on $8K a year, and I found a coupon for $2 off toilet paper on the ground in front of the toilet paper. It made my day, and left me enough money to buy a block of cheese that was not in the budget.

It is my true hope that a coupon for canned soup or whatever will bring other people the…

Honestly, the way things are going, you’d best squirrel it away so you can by ineffectual health insurance this time next year.

OR BLOW IT ON AN iPHONE!

It’s a good number!

When I can’t use a coupon I brought to the store, I tuck it into the shelf in case someone else comes by who can use it. I call myself the Coupon Fairy.

I like to think I’d do the same thing with hundred-dollar bills, but let’s be real. Someone else would be doing my grocery shopping.

I’m not going to lie, I’d be pretty stoked about $200K. The idea of making $418K a day is making my head spin a little. What the hell do you even spend it on? Where does it go? Do you dive into piles like Scrooge McDuck?

Don’t answer. I don’t really want to know.

I’m trying to imagine what my spouse and I would need to do to make $418K a year. Even if it was in 2005 dollars, that would be an entirely different existence.

Since he’s technically one of my reps, I’m pausing to call him first. And then ... yes.

No, it means we’ll get to wait longer without both items. Prepare to arrive at the airport a full day before your flight.

Depends on how confident you are in the opacity of your yoga pants.

I said this exact thing to a trucker in a gas station Subway, and the trucker insisted three of the bankruptcies were caused by divorces.