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It was fall of 2011 and I just started working a this one company that I ended getting fired after 2 weeks. While working there my car broke down and I didn't have any money to have it repaired. I mean I was dead broke I literally didn't have two nickles to rub together. So the next day I didn't have money for bus fare so I ended walking to work 13 miles and then back home another 13 miles, what a day that was. I ended up selling my car to the junk yard that garnered me $400.
I had $100 per month for allowance. That covers food, 2 bus passes (sub-urban + intercity), and any personal needs. Well, $100 bucks is like ~$3 dollars a day, so I mostly ate loaf of breads, peanut butters and jams or ramens for breakfast, lunch and snacks. 3 times a day, day in day out.
Still managed to save $125 as emergency fund.
Lived like that for about 3 ****ing years. Not the best memories of my life right there.
I promise myself never to be poor again. And, I kept my promise.
I never seem to run out of money. I literally have had $200 in my checkbook with $500 in checks pending but it all seems to work out.
I have turned in change for groceries (store had a machine). Large cup from Mcdonalds was like $30 in coins. I've cashed in life insurance policies for the cash value (did it to buy a house).
One thing I have learned, usually you can make a deal if you are in a pinch. Payment due Tuesday but you get paid Friday, they will sometimes extend your due date.
I never sweat about money anymore. I have more options but in most cases the debts are bigger too!
Not proud of the things that I've done when I was desperate for cash:
Sold blood
Sold plasma
Sold eggs
Picked golf balls out of the woods, cleaned 'em and then re-sold them to golfers
Exotic dancer
Escort
Term paper writer
I know...some of it is pretty bad.
Worst part about working girls (dancers/escorts) is the damage they incur on the job and the lack of a long term plan. A girl I went to college with (expensive private university) was a dancer. She made decent money, paid her tuition and got a masters degree in CIS (computer information systems). She looked 10 years older than she was, heavy smoker/drinker and she was literally self medicating the pain she was enduring. The degree should have gotten her out of the lifestyle but she kept dancing. Most of her co-workers were really trainwrecks, drugs/bad boyfriends/sugar daddies etc.
early 1990's. I had ZERO cash. And had not eaten in 3 days. I was living in a travel trailer far from anybody on federal land, and had put all my money into my gas tank so I could make it to work. Female friend offered me $50 if I would sleep with her. Done deal.
Ive stooped to this level as well.
When I was around 19-20, there was this girl that liked me, I didnt like her, but my friends were always bugging me to sleep with her, so one day when I was broke, they set it up that she would pay for a hotel room for a week, and buy us beer, if I would sleep with her. I didnt enjoy it, but I did follow thru.
I was literally homeless and lived under a bridge next to the RR tracks.
I would collect cans and water bottles on the side of the road or pick up bottles on curbside next to recycle bins on garbage/recycle night.
Once I had a home, a small drafty old cottage heated only by one kerosene heater, I furnished it with curbside cast offs. I'd either carry them home or get a friend with car to haul it for me.
I never try to say never ( though I just did) BUT I HOPE I am never in that position again.
I remember I was just finishing high school in 03. I had a piece of junk 1990 Chevy lumina that was nickel and diming me to death. I had like $10 to my name and had to sell a box of coins I got from my deceased uncle. I got $220 bucks for the coins at a coin shop(thinking about it now I’m sure they were worth several times that and I probably got ripped off)
In any case the $220 held me over a few months until I got hired as a college security guard at $9 bucks an hour(about 35 hours a week).
After that things got a little better while I went to college.
Worst part about working girls (dancers/escorts) is the damage they incur on the job and the lack of a long term plan. A girl I went to college with (expensive private university) was a dancer. She made decent money, paid her tuition and got a masters degree in CIS (computer information systems). She looked 10 years older than she was, heavy smoker/drinker and she was literally self medicating the pain she was enduring. The degree should have gotten her out of the lifestyle but she kept dancing. Most of her co-workers were really trainwrecks, drugs/bad boyfriends/sugar daddies etc.
To me there is a big difference between a dancer and an escort. A dancer with a good head on her shoulders can stay clean, sober, and not have sex for money. It's a job. An escort crosses a line, although I'm not judging anyone who feels they have to make that choice.
To me there is a big difference between a dancer and an escort. A dancer with a good head on her shoulders can stay clean, sober, and not have sex for money. It's a job. An escort crosses a line, although I'm not judging anyone who feels they have to make that choice.
I dont know why guys pay dancers, its a tease if your not getting laid. Not sure what the point is?
Sometimes I had plenty of money, sometimes I had none.
But I don't ever remember being "desperate" for it and having to do things I didn't want to do.
I could always figure out an alternative solution.
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