Fat Wallet

Since arriving back in the States my wallet has been feeling strangly fatter. What gives? I only have one currency to carry. The power of exponetial growth hasn’t graced my investments in any dramatic way. There is no fresh check-marks next to “Marry money” in my inventory of personal goals. Yesterday, apon further inspection, I discovered that despite the uncomfortable fullness I had only $20 in my wallet. Damn you singles and fives! Of course, a month and a couple unfavorable exchange rates ago this would mean more jangly stuff in my pocket, but is that really a disadvantage? It’s not as if I can avoid carrying a wide selection of metal pieces around in addition to this bloated wallet; the 6.59321336% sales tax gods must be apeased.

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