^^ I refuse to believe this ... what about when you got home after the crazy cat lady arguing over her tenth of interest rates and you watch your big-ass TV in your expensive-ass Mercedes-benz in your swanky-ass apartment .. you and your sweeta ... (Ahem)

Sorry, got carried away there ... My point is, you could be, if not significantly, slightly more happier with more stability in your life.

Believe it. Don't need a big screen TV. Don't need a mercedes.

Sure, sometimes I regret leaving. I'm broke as shit now. But generally... I'm happier.

CG my post was meant to be humorous but you still missed my point. Your being broke now is not just being broke now. No pain no gain. Stability is the key not the Mercedes-Benz.

What about your future? This is where money comes in. When you body slows down your brain doesn't have to.

Stability? What does that even mean? Stability doesn't necessarily mean you have money in the bank. That helps, no doubt. But there's so much more to it.

I know you were being humourous, but for whatever reason, you struck a chord. My future is fine as long as I have people who love me. The rest is just details.

Color me skeptical.

Love doesn't help when you get in a car wreck and have a hospital bill that tops your annual income.

And aside from family and good friends... love is a moody, fleeting, and very unreliable creature.

Money? Money is reliable. That's why they call it cold, hard cash.

/sellout

^^ You know how they say, "think outside the box" ... they say, "put yourself in their shoes" ... as it turns out I'VE ever been on the other side. Ive ever been the one to help out. It never quite turned out as I expected.

You know the Second Law of Power from the 48 Laws of Power by Robert Green ... Michael III beheaded and betrayed by his good friend Basillius? It goes down exactly like that. When it came my turn to ask for help ... they scoffed, huffed, sighed but begrudgingly threw me a dry bone in the end.

Never again will I be put through that shit.

Money i always work for money if it feeds and clothes my family i can handle 8 hrs a day of a boring job.

Love can make you a shitload of money, and, despite what you think, no, money cannot buy you love. There are miserable rich people all over the place. Sure they're rich, but they did it the wrong way.

There are two main groups of rich people:

1. The life-loving self-made kind who enjoys work and play, who's generous and giving, always willing to help others.
2. The self-absorbed egotistical kind who enjoys their talents and the money they make. They may hate their job, but are usually happy when people are paying attention to them. They treat other people like shit because there is no one else in the world as good as they are.

The first kind understands love, and they love themselves and others.
The second kind just doesn't get it and hides their problems under empty fixes that money can afford them.

/generalization

you have a bad day today BG?

Oh lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?
My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?

Oh lord, wont you buy me a color tv ?
Dialing for dollars is trying to find me.
I wait for delivery each day until three,
So oh lord, wont you buy me a color tv ?

Oh lord, wont you buy me a night on the town ?
Im counting on you, lord, please dont let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh lord, wont you buy me a night on the town ?

Oh lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?
My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends,
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So oh lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?

-a materialistic hippy


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Why? Because it's true?

Included are the lyrics just in case you feel like singing along but never really knew the words.

Al Jourgensen works for love.

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You're both right.

It's not true.

I have nothing to hide, don't feel bad about myself, love myself VERY much (sometimes twice a day), I'm grossly egotistical, treat others like shit, and adore the fact that I am in the upper echelon salary-wise for people my age.

There's just nothing to "get," and I don't have any real problems. I have simply learned to love the single life like never before, and have complete and utter disregard for the feelings of others. And quite frankly, I've never been happier.

I'd start a Church in my honor if I could find one around here not already occupied by Baptists.

I said "main" groups. You don't belong to either group.

Good.

Thank you for making me feel special.

I deserve it.

neither ... one year out of college and landed on a pathetic job ..
no money .. no good work ...

but still I hope :)

I do it for the love of money. :D


I started out in the restaurant business as a way to pay bills. Now, nearly 13 years later... It's my career. I don't know anything else anymore. My life revolves around food and booze. Some days I'm doing it because I love it. Then after being in a 125 degree kitchen for 14 hours... It's just a pay check.

Money, I used to have a job where I made a lot more and most days (8 out of 10) really loved but now I can't do that job anymore so I work at a job I can tolerate and pays the bills.

Depends if you're talking just work or career. I'll work for money - we all need to at some point - but I will not go into a career based on that alone. It certainly doesn't make life any easier, but I have a hard time finding happiness in doing work I don't care about.

Money, I hate my job and I hate the pedantic arse-stuck wankers I work with.

But, I work as a senior project manager in one of the biggest investment banks so I get paid very well and I put up with their crap because the income allows me to follow all my hobbies and interests outside of work.