Broke then got paid and 2 hrs later you were broke again. Seems to happen every time I get paid ?? Let me hear your broke story.
I have kids poor is not a option, I race motorcycles poor is not in the program broke is after every race.
I know what you mean. I'm selling a boatload of junk to buy parts for my car. Go to a SV for a racebike
amen not racing is not an option 4 kids at home 2 race bikes in the garage work 7 days a week till it's race weekend problem solved
Back around 1998 I was so broke living in Columbia South Carolina with no money til payday I decided to use what little gas I had left in the car to drive up to a Charlotte Hornets basketball game so I could try to scalp four tickets that a supplier left for me at the will call window. I sold one ticket to business man that was really fat for like $25 bucks & sold the other three to a guy who was always there scalp tickets for another $40 bucks. Tickets were valued at $200 bucks for the set. Now I could fill up my old VW Jetta for $15 bucks & had $50 bucks til my next payday. Good Times !! :down:
I'll get banned if I tell you all what I used to do back in the day to get money just to put gas in my car and food in my stomach. seriously!
hmm. There is broke, and then flat broke. I was that in '89, living in a coldwater flat in SF, and later couch surfing on the graces of friends. Way un-fun, but it was all my own fault. Flat broke is very depressing, and will ruin your psyche for a long while. Not good. -jim
flatt broke...hmm yeah that usually happens to me about the 2nd of every month I embrace the challange to climb out of the hole every month and get back on track...and then the motorcycles come along and suck a few more paychecks outta me and the cycle repeats
Nothing quite like owning a business, yet having to couch surf and/or sleep at the shop. No heat is a bitch, but my dog keeps me warm. Searching through my stuff to see what I can sell to pay my personal bills (dog food, etc..) and put fuel in the truck. Yessir, the employees get paid before me! It's only until the season starts up again...it's only until the season starts up again...it's only until the season... I hate the cold and this effin' recession!
I grew up poor, electricity getting shut off, didn't own a refrigerator, homemade clothes poor. In 1977, When I was 11, my family bought undeveloped acreage in Aroostook County, Maine, then we packed our stuff in our '68 Dodge van and drove there from Oakland, Ca. We lived in a lean-to made of sticks and a tarp until my stepdad could buy a chainsaw, cut down trees and build a log cabin on the property. We stayed there for almost a year, never any running water or electricity. Eventually, the lack of a minimum wage in Maine at the time ($2.15/hr. At the lumber mill!) forced us south to NYC.
I'm so broke... I was walkin' over to my friends house for sum Christmas supper. <pat,clump,pat, clump> Well, Jeb was on the porch awaitin on me, so he asks " ya seems to be walkin' kinda funny, looks like ya lost yerself a boot." " Nope, I's found one on the side a the road walking heya" "Ayup, fits pissah. Maybe find myself the otha on the walk home" That was two days ago. Haven't found the other one yet. If I put 4 pairs of socks on the other foot, it ain't so bad.
