I wake up every morning. I step out of bed and start my day. I Shower. Sometimes I brush my teeth, but I always shave. On my way to work I pick up two sausage and egg burritos, a coffee, and smile at the fat cashier.  When I arrive at work I work. The clock ticks and soon enough I see 12:00 on the lower right hand corner of my computer monitor. That’s when I know it’s time to leave. It’s time to take a brake. More specifically, it’s time to debate with my coworkers about today’s lunch location.

We sit for a few minutes – contemplating about restaurants that might have magically appeared out of nowhere in the last 24 hours – and decide to go to one of the 3 food joints near by. We go to a pizza restaurant. It was great.

I get through the rest of the day and arrive back home to see my old lady sitting on the couch. The first thing mentioned is, “so, whats for dinner?” We go out, get some wings, and bamb: I just spend 40 bucks. 40 x 7 = $320

I spend money and it disappears forever.

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