Why are most people broke?

Then, I was mostly “A DAY LATE AND DOLLAR SHORT” for just about everything..

And, No, If I had better option of friends, rather than my druggy, drunk, and crazy, psychopathic friends…well, i probably would of chosen better.

lol ahahahahahah

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As life problems and obstacles happen…. The first thing that goes for me is : fun time.

He would get mad that he didnt get PAID enough and also life sucked…

This is just a based-on-a-true-story of my life. LOL hahahahah

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I was working at some “burger” fast food place.. Then, slowly, and gradually , reality check came.

Am not sad nor is this a PITY party.

but they say “ god gives his strongest soldiers the biggest challenge”

Have you ever had your crush reject you, and then later you all dated and married?

I started to help my parents out with bills and food… Not that am a “saint” or whatever, nor am i trying to shine a spot light on me. No. I just felt really sad when they didnt have money or had to make sacrifice or was stressed at work, etc… Since, I knew or watched them struggle. Plus, since i was a poor kid, i knew “EVERYTHING cost money” many times, I had to NOT-GET-WHAT-I- WANT.

This affords you the opportunity to go do whatever you like and not even really care if the building is burning down. You can be like that dog meme with the house on fire, saying “ its fine”

#4 recycle, reuse, repurpose

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YOu probably heard it before like “ BEGGERS CANT BE CHOOSERS” lol

As you get a higher pay raise or side hustle or whatever.

I was busting my life. My life sucked, but I knew, the only way out was to work-hard, earn money.

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He was the rich kid with parent -family problems and he would do drugs, drink, smoke and was a really fun guy to hang around with in high school. He hated responsibility, hated his parents, and loved to do bad things. I was the poor friend that just had nothing better to do than watch him or be entertained by his life-style. I was too poor. My pocket empty. I could sit in my room with zero money and read books for free at the library…or go for walks, watch my friend drink, smoke, have strange conversation, watch him do drugs, and it was interesting observing and studying him.

Beggers cant be chooser..

#5 get a side hustle, study, read

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Life aint no perfect place. I got a ton of things to whine and complain about. Things to mold me .

but it sure keeps me from having a miserable time.

But, in the end, am nothing but me. Just a dude… living one day at a time…

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I was poor. I had the police trying to shake me down sometimes, my boss breathing down the neck, the other races hating , disliking me, the jealous people trying to ruin my little happiness, the fake friends who wanted company for their misery, trying to get me fired or sabotage my life, the druggies trying to lure me into their dark, dank, hopeless world… the bullies trying to muscle their way into destroying my life. And, I had some people trying to recruit me for their jobs, profession, career path, etc…

(most people make more, start spending more, getting into more debt) but hey, i started to “SAVE MORE INVEST MORE” boring, i know.

#3 work hard, and save and invest

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My friend had a video game system, fresh clothes, nice food, nice apartment, etc… but you know, i was his poor friend.

Step 2 - Just cause you got a raise, dont mean you do a “life style creep” up… What i mean is:

but not me… I was inbetween the bridge… too poor to party with the rich… and barely had enough to stay afloat from being destitute or hopeless.

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or doing drugs and fighting parents, and ruining the things you have…..

Such as splurging or spending all your money at one place. Or being lazy, or partying too much…etc..

I failed school. But, that doesn’t mean its all bad. It means, I have zero to little responsibility. lol

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But, I saved my money, and my friend, went to the mall, bought some clothes, fun things… then, he bought some drugs, alcohol, and he invite a group of friends to hang out at the park or whatever “spot” and he would smoke, drink, do drugs, and spend all his money. (He was broke all the time. )

and am like, fukk, man, god, can you give me a easy challenge?

I rather tell you how most of the rich and wealthy people i know keep and make money.

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I grew up poor and penny-less. When I was 16 working my minimum wage job. My bank account balance was less than 4$….

The benefits of being low-class or low income is . Your job is pretty easy. Beside the labor.

Then, after you save about 6 months worth of your monthly needs, you invest a bit more, and give your self more than a “WIGGLE ROOM” but room to breathe, and if anything like “car breaking down” or getting a parking ticket or whatever doesn’t cause a crisis or make you juggle your bills and rent and food…

#1 live within your means

So, my choice of friends was “ traumatized, drunk, druggy, alcoholic, crazy, abusive friends” or homeless and beggers or isolation and myself.

My other teenager friends? Well, they also got a bag-boy job at a grocery store…they made minimum wage too..about 600$ -although my friend tried to 1 up me, and flex or brag that with O.T or he made 650$ or whatever…Anyway, we both got PAID about the same.

The eco-system is crazy for one-small-fish, like me.

And, No I did not get to go to Movie theaters because it was too expensive. etc..

But, as you see in my order, fun is the last thing i do…and trust me…when I am having fun. .I am wasting money at the bar, buying 7$ beer that i can get for 1$ at the store… you get the point.. FUN goes out first…

but anyway, am thankful that am on “EASY street” now…

Anyway, after I got a job, I did not want to be “Poor” any more. hahahahaha lol . So, when I got my paycheck I was careful to save, invest, etc… I learned the mistakes of people by how they “GROAN AND MOAN “ about having kids too early, not making enough for bills, gas being expensive, girlfriend problems, drug problems, etc… I mean, people literally tell you how they “RUINED” their lives.

You dont start spending… Now, you got to build up a saving nest, invest a bit, try to make more money.

Jesus christ or i think the holy bible would give you quotes and there is many famous people with wise words…and am not here to gong that bell that no one seems to hear.

And no body really likes hearing about the “REALITY CHECK” like the BILL that comes after a fancy restaurant.

I was the poor guy with 0$ in my pocket and 0$ in my bank account. I watched friends get hook up from other friends, free cars from family, the gravy train, etc… being spoiled by their parents…

Yea, so I wore “ good will donation clothes” because you know, i guess, i was poor or a begger?

I normally spend about 90% to 95% of my money but save a bit when i was low-income…for rainy days, unforeseen expenses, unexpected friends needing money, wanting to buy something i never seen, etc.

at first, at minimum wage, my bills , rent, car insurance, food, etc… was paid, the essentials…pretty much 90 to 95% of my money was gone, month to month.

but am kinda old, they old, and the thrill is gone, the light is gone from their eyes, from having failed relationships, many sex partners etcs….

#2 save a little bit - dont wanna be a miser and miserable nor a splurge that suffers later

and, well, my parents had zero money for me. lol So, I got a job.

old woman, with couple kids, used up , washed up woman, etc… i guess, i should be grateful..

Work hard, save, invest then have fun.

That 5% would give me wiggle-room when I was making minimum wage.

i hope a young hot woman would see me as a sexy short king and date me but , you know, thats probably just gonna be my “fantasy” that i never get to live.

It was almost as if there are TWO types of people in this world…THE HAVES and HAVE-NOT.

who likes hearing that? I heard that so many times.

lol hahahahahahaha

Then, as you make more money, your fun money starts building up. Then, you have fun.

trying to climb or go up a “slippery slope” and, I failed college, and am about 40 ish year old now.

If you can work hard, be disciplined, make sacrifices, swallow some hard truth, endure, take the pain, the punishment, the sadness, smile thru the darkness, fall 7 times and get up 9 times…. have the courage to accept the things you can change, and have the understanding to “LET GO” of the things you cannot change….” you should be alright…

Yea, I know, if your rich, and got daddy and a team to protect you and your dreams and ambitions and got connections and family ties…..life is going to be a smooth-sailing life…

I guess, they say “ EASY COME , EASY GO” so you know, my friends pissed it away…ruined their golden opportunity, did drugs, partied, did alcohol, etc… ironic…

but not me.

Not all homeless, but just look at the “PRIORITY” of most folks..

As I become richer, or got bigger pay or bigger job, my 90% spend on expenses went down gradually over the years, to like 30% Then, my saving gone-up, and also my fun money.

Being broke means, I got dumped by all my friends…and woman gave me zero chance. HAHAHAHAAHh

lol hahahaha , maybe this is some twisted karma or revenge on my life.

When life , Rocks me…like job loss or whatever… FUn goes out, then my investing, then my saving, then, am left with working hard….

If you are poor and hoping for a better life. Look no further than the “man in the mirror”

but not me…

yet, am not depressed or sad…

girls who like me, would be told by the group to dis-own me or Not like me….because i was broke. lol

My life is pretty much on EASY STREET now… which makes me suspicious.

So, the lesson was: Dont ever make a life plan that goes vertical….its been up and down’s sideways, etc.

Of course, they graduate some fancy schools and get a fancy job with big pay and big responsibility…

I DID NOT HAVE THE THINGS people bitttched, moaned, groaned, and whined, and ruined themselves….about…

Anyway, i got a job, and life goes on.

My mexican friends dumped me because I was broke, and my asian friends dumped me because I was broke.

maybe, its simply, the “reality” the reality-check and this is as good as it is…

I had hope. But I realistically realized, i have hope…but its gonna suck, and hard, and its pretty much nearly impossible to Thrive in this world.

anyway, alot of opportunity to become rich…but who really cares about money

hahahaha, i guess, those movies like clint eassstwood…had the “the good, the bad and the ugly”

Bored in my room doing nothing VS. watching my alcohol fueled , drug frenzied friend, fighting his parents won. And sometimes, he would feed me food because i was too poor that the only thing to eat was white-rice or whatever. lol

And, so you know, that helped me …. from making the same-mistakes?

so i isolated alot, studied books at the library, felt like i was already in jail without committing a crime.

In my 40 years, Everyone I met, has some excuse, reason, unreasonable attitude, resist reality, lazy, druggy, spoiled, etc. Insert the 1000 ways a fool becomes broke.

Also, renting , as much as people hate that others have a “house” or own it…Owning a home is another level of responsibility, such as insurance, broken sink, water damage, property tax, etc…

After 7th grade, i did not get a allowance…like my friends…so they dumped me. lol

dating, sex, romance, job, career,

As a renter, you can just skip town if you like or move to another location any time.

I mean, you can go look for another job, and walk away.

but, instead, you know, now am getting richer or whatever… but nothing will take away the pain, the missed opportunity, the lack of love, attention, romance, dating, happiness..

Because, they cant stop themselves.

I guess, in a way, he was like the royalty and I was like a “peasant” on the bleachers or side line, hoping for “bread” in the circus of life.

For rule number one!

Life happens to all of us. I been hit with problems , bumps, challenges, etc…. but my buffer zone when the boat rocks saves me.

They said “ everytime we wanna go eat or do something, you have no money!” and fair enough, i was broke, so my friends dumped me. lol

Because, rather than tell you 10,000 ways people become broke, i rather tell you the simple things that make you rich.

Then, You know, From my point of view, I get to watch “ rich people” smooth sailing, protected in their big house, food, shelter, lights, comforts , and guidance provided by parents…. who have the time and day and energy to care for them.. lol

but , most people life is like “ good times, bad times, ugly times”

What, I noticed in most people is : FUN GOES OUT “LAST” kinda like, the homeless still buying beer, drugs and partying and smoking

I had a nightmare version of happiness and love and sex… such as no-dating, disgust from woman, being too old now, too short, too fat, too ugly, and now, the dating pool is like a dumpster on fire….

Anyway, I would get paid, working almost full time. And get like 600$ at the time. at 16 year old …that was alot of money to me. I bought food, essentials and saved like 300$. =D

Overall, I think people have a hard-time because they are not “ALIGNED” with reality. lol

although, some renters only look at the problem and see that they are finding it hard to afford rent, or whatever.

There is sharks trying to make loan offers, brides, gifts-with-strings-attached…. etc…

And forbidden fruits laid before my feet by trappers…like trying to offer me illegal stuff, and trap me into situations…I cant get into that one too much…

My friends would love to work, get a job, then PARTY or whatever… then, when they lose their job…or pay.. They are struggling hard to find a job or work or whatever..and they still continue to drink and party a bit, even without a job…and stay broke and mad and blame the system.

And most other people are simply ,living the dream for now.

And, my poor friends would say “ rich people are lucky they have money or get envious and mad and jealous or think its unfair that others can have the same-problem” but it doesn’t affect the rich as much because they have-money.

You do your job and go home. You dont got to worry about the company future, paying your insurance, scam artist , thieves, managing people, making sure your employees are safe, paid, etc..

Thats some “reality check” I swallowed as a teenager… one of the hardest pill to swallow.

but anyway, peep who look at me now days…. all they say see is some short dude with some money…thats all on the surface….

It challenged me to find grit, save, invest, and didnt matter to me how others had a early start, head-start, or whatever..or how others did it…like them “becoming drug dealers, criminals, liars, thieves”

But, no one wanted to be friends with me…especially because I had 0$…

That pretty much makes you rich. Worked for me.

But, you get the point.

Dealt with racism, politics, sabotage, fake friends, haters, favoritism, unfairness, crooked people, cheaters, liars, etc…

After you save up , rainy-day money, fun money, you also increase - investing money.

My friends slowly were figuring it out how lucky they had it. Some striaghtened out….some stopped bragging to me.. I was slowly grinding… and life threw some curve balls, and kept trying to shake me off.

And, they both could not understand each other, and were “distant worlds apart”

I rather prefer a easy life, a good wife, a good life, wayyy less pain in my body, etc..

Living my unique life. Going thru the good-times and the bad times…and the ugly times..

So, I just kept trying, and life kept kicking me down…

and taking it for granted.

God, I hate that reality-check….

FUkk, reality sucks. But, i think, life or god or some miracle or the government rat theory or testing on me ceased and they let me “live a fantasy life now”

But, my body hurts. my arm hurts, my knees hurt, my back hurts.

I was grinding my minimum wage job…busting my back, scrubbing dishes, cooking, taking out the trash.