At my last job for a high frequency trading software firm people used to criticize me and say I was obsessed with money. They probably could not be more right. I am obsessed with money and if I had more of it I’d want the Brooks Brothers’ camel hair topcoat and an Upper East Side apartment.
The problem before: I was barely making enough money. The problem now I am only getting unemployment benefits which are due to expire for me very soon. If I was making alot of money I wouldn’t mind letting the women of Dick spend some of it. Instead of bubble tea and Bread I will take the women of Dick to places like Nello and Daniel.
In conversation, one of my friends who lives on the Upper East Side told me some stories. She claims that most women who live with their boyfriends or husbands and don’t work on the Upper East Side actually have full time jobs. I asked her what their full time job was and she said that living with your boyfriend/husband when you don’t work is a full time job because it takes alot of energy to be able to put up with your man. The woman knows that a guy like that could probably kick her out and find another woman to live with them. So their job duties/skills include good people skills.
Another story involves a couple who lives next door. The couple barely scraps by in their $2000+ apartment and the wife lives off food stamps and her student loan money. She knows this because one day the two of them went out and she tried to use the electronic benefits card (EBT) to buy hot food. Since EBT can not be used for prepared food (such as sandwichses) and hot food (rotisserie chicken, hot soup) and the wife did not have cash she asked for an even swap.
Still another story involves a beautiful twenty-something year old who lives across the hall. According to the neighbors she is actually a prostitute because each day like clockwork the same five people always come to the apartment at a certain time. And the alleged clients always leave before another person rings the buzzer for the apartment.
I guess it is not all well in Upper East Side land as one would think with that much money….happiness can be bought.