My income last year was almost smack-dab on the median single-person household income in this country.
I have all of the following:
- A car that runs
- Credit cards
- A checking account
- Clothes for fancy occasions and job interviews
- No roommates
- The expensive granola bars
- A new laptop
- Contact lenses
- Frequent flier miles
- An iPod
- Yoga classes
- Francine the pretty cruiser bicycle.
I don't have:
I have friends who have never had a checking account. I have friends with no credit cards.
I have friends without cars, although for most of them it is a lifestyle choice.
There is a student in my department whom I believe subsists entirely on free food.
I need my laptop to do my job, and the old one was nearly inoperable. I couldn't justify selling my interview clothes or my iPod in a cost-benefit analysis.
I could get a roommate, wear glasses, and buy the cheap granola bars.
I could eat out less.
I could get a job doing research for six figures annually. No, really, I could, although none of those jobs are in cheap places to live.
I could hold my breath and put my new clutch on a credit card.
I could quit whining.