Take a look at your recent debit or credit card purchases. (But seriously, this is an interactive article. And yes, there are cookies at the end). What do you see? Alright, groceries, student loan payments, and….$26 for two Uber rides? That seems like a waste, especially since I have a car. Here’s five recent stupid purchases that I really could have gone without had I stopped and thought for a moment about my long-term interests.
My 5 Recent Stupid Purchases
1. Unnecessary Uber Rides: $26.46 ($13.06 one way, $13.40 back)
I met a girl at work the other night. Suffice to say, she was only in town for the night and we were very forward with each other. After getting off around 2:30am, I ordered an Uber to take me to her hotel. Getting into the ride, I realized I needed condoms. I confessed as much to the driver, so he offered me a few from his glove compartment. We became fast friends, to say the least.
However, I needed more than two (nympho problems). I asked him to stop by my house first for a supply run. Afterwards, he drove me to the hotel she was staying at. It wasn’t until about halfway through the ride when I realized that I could have ended the Uber ride at my house and just, you know, gotten in my car and drove there myself, considering it was parked closed by.
My bill would have been $5 rather than nearly $30. But I wasn’t really thinking with my head at the time.
2. Late Fee For Credit Card Payment: $20.34
There’s really no excuse for this. It takes less than a minute to log on to the credit card website and pay my bill. I had the money, too.
Laziness and stupidity.
3. Shots $40.64
A friend invited me out for his birthday. Even though I work in the nightlife industry, I don’t go out too much and prefer to stay in and write. But one thing is for sure – I don’t really drink. I quit a little over a year ago and rarely indulge these days. If I do drink, it’s a sip when offered or a shot if someone buys it for me. I can’t be rude, now can I? But, it was my friend’s birthday, so I gave him a light slap on the back and asked him,
“What do you want to drink?” His response? “Tequila.” Freaking Mexicans. But I’m Hispanic, too, so I can’t really blame him. It’s in our blood. Then I noticed his friend, who I met a few minutes prior and really hit it off with, standing within earshot. It’s only natural that I offer him one, too. We walk to the bar and I order two shots for them. My friend then asks me why I’m not having one.
I can’t let birthday boy drink alone, can I? Alright, one more. As he lines up three shots for us, a girl in the group orders one for herself to join us and slides a twenty towards the bar. A few seconds later he slides me the bill – four shots.
Knowing I only ordered three, I ask him why four and he points to the one the girl just drank. I look down to see the twenty still laying there. The bartender must not have seen it and assumed I was buying her shot, too. An understandable mistake. He notices and apologizes, but I tell him it’s no big deal. And I can’t NOT tip the dude ($5). I used to be a bartender and still make most of my living off of tips as a busser. There’s a special place in samsara for people who don’t tip. I won’t be joining them anytime soon.
She offers me cash, but, just like with the bartender, we’ve already passed the point of propriety. As rebellious and wild as I am, I know when demanding respect and raising a stink is just childish hubris. Enjoy the free shot, girlie. If I was disciplined and discreet, I should have only bought one shot for my friend. $10.