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July 17, 2016 at 10:06 PM #22045July 17, 2016 at 11:15 PM #799672
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ParticipantMaybe the guy in India is as happy as the guy at the garden store.
July 17, 2016 at 11:16 PM #799673ParticipantVideos of primitive tribes fascinate me because they always seem so happy.
July 18, 2016 at 7:09 AM #799675no_such_reality
ParticipantI know I’m a whole lot happier since getting off the hamster wheel.
UCGal, what about you?
July 18, 2016 at 7:20 AM #799676svelteParticipantThe first time it hit me how outside the normal range I am is when I went with my son while he was pre-shopping for a wedding ring, in advance of taking his future bride.
He was pointing out the rings he liked, asking the price, trying to get approved for an appropriate price range for when he brought her back. He was filling out the credit app when the clerk told him he would need a co-signer for the price range he was considering. I volunteered and she asked my monthly income. When I calculated it in my mind and said it out loud, the number even shocked me. All the clerk said was “wow”.
Moments like those adjust my perspective a bit. It keeps me grounded.
July 18, 2016 at 8:11 AM #799677La Jolla Renter
Participantan oldie but goodie…
An American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The Mexican replied, “only a little while. The American then asked why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish? The Mexican said he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs. The American then asked, “but what do you do with the rest of your time?”
The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siestas with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine, and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life.” The American scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually New York City, where you will run your expanding enterprise.”
The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”
To which the American replied, “15 – 20 years.”
“But what then?” Asked the Mexican.
The American laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions!”
“Millions – then what?”
The American said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siestas with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.”
July 18, 2016 at 9:05 AM #799678an
ParticipantLJ Renter, totally agree with that story.
July 18, 2016 at 9:11 AM #799679The-Shoveler
ParticipantThe Wife and I were taking a walk on the beach (which we do almost weekly) and she asked me what I plan to do in retirement.
I replied walk on the beach at least once a week, maybe spend a little more time at the GYM.
July 18, 2016 at 10:53 AM #799682FlyerInHi
Guest[quote=svelte]The first time it hit me how outside the normal range I am is when I went with my son while he was pre-shopping for a wedding ring, in advance of taking his future bride.
He was pointing out the rings he liked, asking the price, trying to get approved for an appropriate price range for when he brought her back. He was filling out the credit app when the clerk told him he would need a co-signer for the price range he was considering. I volunteered and she asked my monthly income. When I calculated it in my mind and said it out loud, the number even shocked me. All the clerk said was “wow”.
Moments like those adjust my perspective a bit. It keeps me grounded.[/quote]
Did you mean an engagement ring? The sky’s he limit.
A wedding band is not that expensive.
July 18, 2016 at 11:37 AM #799684spdrun
ParticipantMarriage has become a fucked up industry. People starting out and planning to have kids shouldn’t have social pressure to buy a piece of glassified carbon on credit.
It would be nice if more people said “fuck it all”, got married at city hall, and held a reception in their back yard.
July 18, 2016 at 12:36 PM #799687GuestI know some people who saved to buy their wives huge rocks, many years into the marriage. Some women save their own money to buy themselves big rocks later in life. $50k and up is not a big deal anymore.
In a society of consumption, everyone can have a Lexus SUV and a big diamond ring. First world prerogative.July 18, 2016 at 12:50 PM #799688ParticipantThen the people you know lack imagination — $50k buys a hell of a nice trip around the world. You’ll remember it fondly than a piece of mineral.
July 18, 2016 at 1:18 PM #799689GuestA diamond is an investment. A diamond bought in the 80s for $5k is worth north of $50k. I don’t remember the exact multiples, but so I have been told by reliable parties. Plus it’s something a woman can wear, show off and feel good about. The husband can also feel proud about being a good provider. It’s an asset that holds sentimental value and can be passed down generations.
July 18, 2016 at 1:20 PM #799690ParticipantSo would some houses and other actually useful things. If someone wants a big rock, that’s a sign the fiance should leave her crying at the altar. After taking back the ring, of course.
July 18, 2016 at 2:12 PM #799691sdsurfer
Participant[quote=spdrun]Marriage has become a fucked up industry. People starting out and planning to have kids shouldn’t have social pressure to buy a piece of glassified carbon on credit.
It would be nice if more people said “fuck it all”, got married at city hall, and held a reception in their back yard.[/quote]
Funny story….the wife and I wanted to get married on the bluff in Encinitas. She went down to the city to buy a permit, but was told, “that is not a designated venue…your supposed to go to the spot just S of Moonlight beach” She mentioned that we really do not go to the beach there and would rather get married above the beach we go to about 300 yards north of there. Luckily…a nice person at city hall pulled her aside and told her, “just do it and stop telling everyone…nobody is going to break up your wedding”. I still need to get back and thank that whoever that was.
We ended up pulling it off. Got married on the bluff above the place I surf all the time before I head to the office. Her uncle got ordained to conduct the ceremony and we ended up having the reception in our backyard. I sometimes think her dad got kinda lucky, but I know I’m the one that really did.
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