But where has all the rum gone?May 05, 2008
Problem : I'm broke. Honestly. I have no cash. My wallet looks fat but then again, that's because of all the bills and tickets that ...
I'm broke. Honestly. I have no cash. My wallet looks fat but then again, that's because of all the bills and tickets that I stuff in. My liquidity is at an all time low. This is especially stupid since I don't use cash for anything other than auto or coffee and still clock a rather formidable 4 digit figure every month. My parents call me the in-house Stock Market, since their money always disappears where I'm concerned.
I know I'm spending, but I just don't know what I'm spending it on. I don't have a fixed pocket money system. It's the 'ask-and-you-shall-get' system which is followed at home, which is convenient from my point of view since there's pretty much no limit. But then again, being a 19 year old these days is no cheap joke.
Conveyance is one major issue. The Auto guys in Chennai are of a different breed. The word "meter" evokes laughter/head-slapping or the statement "Enna oorr-ku pudusa?" (are you new in town?). I don't even know why they bother installing that contraption here. So a trip from my place to the Office takes a good 60 bucks. Double that, and that's like the minimum I spend per day. Hey, before everyone gets all public transportation on me, let me tell you, I used to take the bus, until I had to experience a close encounter of the uncle kind. I will not step into a bus, no way. Dad dropping me is one possibility but I get second preference for destination which means I have to take a joyride around the city before I get to office so, that doesn't work out great either. Two-wheelers are out of question as well, since my parents are paranoid of the traffic. So until I get my own car,I have pretty much no choice but to spend on Ricks.
I'm not in a relationship. More savings you'd think what with most of my committed friends going "Aiyyo Amma" everytime I ask them about their wallet scenario. Also, I recently read in some newspaper that if you were to save only the money you spent on your respective girlfriend/boyfriend you can fund a trip to the Whats-it islands north of the Bermuda triangle. Not true, since the philosophy is that if you want to spend, you will spend. I'm a perfect example. I spend enough to make people believe that I'm not in one relationship, but in 3.
But I do have a social life. Going out for coffee with the gang means more money flying out of the window. And you meet up with these guys only once a month and what better way to talk about the good ol' times than spending on double priced drinks?
Going for a movie isn't too cheap either. Movie tickets are 100 bucks per head, minimum if you want to go to a decent Multiplex like Satyam or Inox. I think Six Degrees charges nearly 150.
I went to Inox in Bangalore and spent 300 bucks on a ticket once. We saw Welcome. Don't ask, I'm still in pain.
I don't spend on phone recharge. That's because I'm on postpaid. And its CUG postpaid. Which means no one knows how much I blow per month, except me. And Dad's bills are always over the top so I get away scot-free.
Clothes, shoes, accessories, I don't spend cash. Credit card only.
So in the end, it all boils down to Autorickshaws. But I think my parents, even with all their "In my days my weekly allowance was Rs. 10" speeches are okay with that. After all, its better to spend on Ricks than on Ricky.
Suggestions on how to pinch my penny are welcome.