Today I arrived at my all-day seminar class with the dawning realization that I had forgotten my wallet at home. The immediate problem was that I had no credit card, no debit card, no photo ID to accompany a personal check—in other words, no way of procuring food. When lunch time came, I decided to conduct a little experiment: what type of meal could I afford with the change I scrounged from my car. After a rigorous search of Petey the Mazda Protégé (part-automobile, part-laundry basket), I ended up with:
2 Quarters
6 Dimes
1 Nickel
12 Pennies
I walked every food aisle in Wal-Mart for most of my 45 minute lunch period, finally settling on a large banana (.48 lbs @ 54¢/lb), a strawberry yogurt (38¢), and a single-pack string cheese (25¢) over the deli corn dog (78¢), as per my previous fast food ban. After tax, I still had a whole 37¢ left. Not wanting to be wasteful, I visited the Sam’s brand soda machine on my way out. After popping my remaining quarter into the machine, I punched the Dr. Thunder button. Nothing came out. I worked my way down the soda hierarchy, trying the buttons for Root Beer, Sam’s Cola, Twist-Up, and finally both Orangette and Purplette. All to no avail; my quarter, a shiny 2005 with
Now, some of you may wish to use this anecdote as fodder for any latent anti-Wal-Mart feelings you may be repressing. Surely this is yet another damning example of Wal-Mart’s feebly-masked greed. After all, you might reason, WallyWorld has been sticking it to customers, employees, competitors, and the general public for years, so why should being bullied out of my lunch money be surprising?
But as for me, the main lesson of lunch (in addition to the fact that I had just squandered nearly 20% of my cash reserves on something I really didn’t want) was something a little more significant: according to the World Bank, half of the earth’s population lives on less than $2 per day and 1.3 BILLION people live on less than $1 per day. I can’t even make it through one meal for that little.
I’m really not out to moralize, but maybe I ought to be a little more grateful and a little more giving.
2 comments:
Hi Rusty, you probably think I died. But I did not, I am alive and well. Thanks for your post. Just yesterday I was whining to Devin about how poor we are and about how I am "starving" because we haven't had the time to go grocery shopping in two weeks. Yet, our cupboards are still comparatively full and we are nowhere near having to live off of $1.27 per day. I needed that. (PS! I miss you! When am I ever going to see you again?)
I think I would have gone for the 1/2 lb. beef & potato burrito at Taco Bell.
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