Hey,
I know I said I'd talk about the hulk, but fuck that, I want to talk about money.
Money has no value for me.
The government gave me $100. Don't ask me why, it was a tax return for a job I thought was under the table. Why they gave it to me and not some poor person or a program or anything more worthwhile I do not know. Anyways, I got $100. It's almost all gone now.
I took out $50 immediately for alcohol in the future. I spent $20 on a 3D movie and drink. Today I spent $15 on a book. It's almost all gone, as you can see.
But I want to talk about the book. It was Overqualified, by Joey Comeau. It was a good book, not a classic, but good, solid, I bought it today and I'm already half way through my second reading. I read it the first time in less than 2 hours on my way home from the book store.
I missed one of my stops. I ended up in a place I had never been before, despite the fact I shared a name with it. Lees station, I have no idea where it is on a map but I know it's on the transit way between Hurdman and Rideau.
It was then that I realized this book will take me places, it will open doors to me that I didn't even realize the purposes to open. And maybe the Lees bus adventure was entirely useless, but I saw a place I had never seen before, I had seen and noticed people I had never seen or noticed before. I saw an old Asian lady fall off a bus, while her son stood by waiting for her to get up. Why did he not help her? Why did no one else help her? Why were they getting off at Lees? I don't know these answers, but I can think about these people now. And that's an opportunity I wouldn't have had before.
The book cost $15, or about an hour and a half of minimum wage work. I read it in less that 2 hours. That's almost hour for hour, give for take.
I consider that worth it, I consider that a solid investment.
But I don't understand money.
-Lee
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