thrifty

THRIFTY

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ATTENTION! ATTENTION! Kroger grocery stores, or at least the local one, is having a markdown on a closeout item.  The white can generic ground coffee, regularly $5 is now $4.  I would imagine they are reducing the net weight in the can if not just eliminating that choice of coffee altogether.  20% reduction plus whatever price difference the future will bring.  Just remember the last time I told you about a closeout, the generic shortening.  That replacement was double the price so I hope you listened to me then.  Now might be a good time to start.  I spent close to a third of my monthly food budget taking every can they offered ( which is why you stock up on sales, to have the money free to buy even more sales, a self-perpetuating cycle of wonderfulness ).  I NEVER need anything at the store except produce and that is the cheap stuff anyway-potatoes and cabbage, and hence only buy the sales.   Spending that much of the monthly budget doesn’t hurt since I don’t NEED anything else that month.

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You’ve heard me tremble with barely suppressed murderous berserker rage at the mention of Gott Damn Yuppie Scum Asswhore Bastards.  I despise scumbags who think that their money makes them better than me.  I look at males who have money and think that their wallet size is a pale substitute for a lack of testicles and I see women who have money and think of them as lucky prostitutes who have confused a less wrinkled and less loose sex organ with intelligence or skill.  Anyone who thinks money is a good marker or an adequate gauge has their head so far up their ass they look like a Cheerio.  Anyone who looks to moneyed instructors teaching that money is the only way to survive the destruction of a civilization which was caused by the greed of the wealthy in the first place is a illogical uninformed lower IQ evolutionary dead end and anyone who is one of those teachers is a charlatan,  a huckster, a immoral twat and a scumbag.  Have I mentioned that I really am not fond of Mammon worshipers?

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Money is a tool, not an idol.  But you would do better by molesting a zoo primate while wearing the skin of an endangered bald eagle while singing allegiance to the Dark Prince than you would denigrating the pursuit of wealth to the average member of the mob we call society.  And some places are Yuppie Scum Central, unfortunately.  Elko Nevada was at one time a charming little village on the banks of a trickle of snow melt erroneously misnamed a river.  Today it is just one of many capitals of aforementioned avarice, a place to hang ones head in exhaustion after a days labor wrestling undeserved wealth from the equally exhausted yet unwary.  I’ve never seen so many Yuppie Scum humpers in one geographical location in all my far too many days ( okay, Carson City was far worse, but that was a bedroom community and a retirement destination so it doesn‘t really count ).   They have aged me unduly with their beady swine snouts held high in the air in undeserved superiority, my barely checked and suppressed rage an almost welcome fire to warm me on the many a winter night.  Okay, enough waxing poetically.  The greedy fecal stains just piss me off by their very existence, and that’s all we need to say about that. 

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Do you think that one retail establishment would exist to cater to the many shoe licking poverty stricken peon workers in this burg?  No, of course not!  Every swinging cheese dingus business owner here uses extreme high rents and an uncomfortably elevated cost of living as pathetic excuses to seemingly open their doors of business only to the vast minority of mine workers spouses.  If I see another women’s fashion business, sushi restaurant or gourmet food establishment open I swear it will take every fiber of my being to resist firebombing the dive.  The sad and pathetic part was that my former employer, the largest charity and thrift store in town, with NO rent as the building was a sheet metal hovel formerly owned by the city government and gifted to the organization, also fell for this pathetic appeasement to the leisured and  wealthy.  They didn’t own something so proletarian as a “thrift store”, oh no, they had to have a “thrift boutique”.  Everything donated not up to a certain classy definition was tossed in the trash, and all less than gently used items were over priced.

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Jesus Christ on a unicycle, it was a damn thrift store with a better designed atmosphere, a snobby pretentious craphole.  I hated shopping there.  Not because the Yuppies did, because unless I miss my guess most Yuppies are not short stature Latinos driving twenty year old automobiles, but because I’m not going to give any establishment anywhere close to retail for used items regardless of the worthiness of their cause.  And that was AFTER our “employee discount”.  That was as much a discount as my ONE raise in nearly a decade, a paltry nickel, could realistically be portrayed as anything other than a gross insult.  So, while I was first working there I was able to sweet talk the back of the store workers into channeling wool garments my way and the manager into giving me a better discount.  At irregular intervals when the public was given a sale day I bought golfing shirts by the half dozen.  Other than that, I stayed away from the place and tried to part with none of my hard earned money.  I was working “for the cause” by getting minimum wage ( that lonely raise had been prior to the state minimum wage being increased ) and increasing my work load every year ( yes, standard for every job, but a bit of an imposition when it is exponential over nearly a decade ), and principle dictated I give them as little else as possible.

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So imagine my pleasant surprise when I recently began shopping at the areas other thrift store ( there are actually a total of three but the last one which has always been a sad and pathetic knee jerk reactionary copy of the My Former Employee Who Dare Not Speak Its Name charity.  The number one thrift store helped out the homeless and lower income, and these guys had some other group of unfortunates to legitimize profiting off charity.  Evidently the town citizens who made it their business to pass their lifetimes by forever buying newer retail crap would toss aside their old items by giving it to one of the three thrift stores and nobody had a very good reputation for not being greedy [ which is rich given the greed of the donors, but be that as it may…] except for The Other Thrift Store.  So, number one in income were my ex-employers, the copy-cats were number three in donations.  Their store had almost nothing, literally, inside for sale.  So I discount their existence, if a half page of blabbering made sense as to why ) and actually came across fairly priced thrift store items.  After nearly a decade of my former employers  thrift store acting like a retail sector stuck up princess, I had stumbled upon a real bargain thrift store again.  This  breathtaking saga continues tomorrow.

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