3 Dollars
It’s $3.00 extra to take the train from the city if you don’t buy your ticket downtown.Only $3.00? That’s what the Metra people say, sure. But you know what I say? I need that $3.00.So here’s the predicament.
I could…
Rush to union station, awkwardly sit next to some boho chick who leaves me no room, while literally dripping sweat from the hustle to make the train. Thus, no time to buy the train ticket downtown if I want to get home 45 minutes earlier. So the conductor man (who is more livid about his job than I am about mine) punishes me $3.00. Hell, I should be getting paid $3.00 for the incredible feat I just performed.
And so I said, “Excuse me sir, that is absolutely ridiculous that just because I didn’t buy this ticket from the speedy ticket creator machine that you charge me more money. Doesn’t anyone have any decency around here these days? What happened to being a kind person? Letting it slide. Feeling my pain. Sympathy. I am DISGUSTED in you.”
Kidding.. but I wish I did because it would make this blog post a hell of a lot more exciting.
OR
I could walk slower, take a different train, sweat a little less (but still sweating obvs) and buy the ticket downtown on the speedy ticket creator and save $3.00. Still get the weird chick sitting next to you but at least now the balls in my court. Oh, she knows that I basically own this seat, and that I get priority on how much room I will take up. No questions asked.
Option two is what I did today.
A much more relaxing chain of events, as well as profitable! That’s $3.00 extra that I will gladly pocket. Now I can buy so much. A tall iced coffee. Maybe 1/4 of a sandwich. A pair of jank earrings from Forever 21. This scoop of tuna I’m currently eating. What would you spend your $3.00 on?
Laugh all you want at my story of saving money today, but you’re not the one who is now up 3 bucks for their hot dog that will be purchased around 2:00 AM tonight at Devil Dawgs.