Hello steam heads, today i am going to tell you a epic story filled with blood gore and homicidal rage! Just kidding, haha got ya. Seriously though, today I'm going to tell you how I learned about money, so stick around maybe you'll laugh a little.
I grew up being the youngest out of four children, two brothers and one sister.
Whenever i got something really cool they wanted it. And I'm glad to say i was a nice person to them up until the day i figured out the value of a dollar. You see here's why i was the nicest little innocent four year old ever, and how it started.
One day my oldest brother Dj (that was his nickname) got grounded for doing some dumb shit at school or something. My parents thought it was smartest to punish Dj by giving me, Rob, an Kell each $5 to go to the store get some candy. Now every other time i had gone to the store, i gave my mother the money and she paid for what i wanted and give me the change (as in dollars not the pennys quarters ect). However this time my mother didn't come with us, so i resorted to giving my money to my sister Kell.
Kell was the best big sister in the world, whenever my brothers picked on me Kell was the one who told my parents, or she'd be the fist to defend me right or wrong.
Now me, Rob, and Kell were in the store, and i really only wanted a cow tale and a sucker. I gave kell my money and looked up at her with my little innocent eyes and said," kell can you please get me a cow tale and a sucker?" she said," yes nawnie" and i was sooooooooo happy i felt like i was on top of the world, a cow tale and a green apple sucker, YES! So we all checked out and started walking home. Now notice how i never said anything about her giving me my change? Yeah it was on purpose, she kept the 3 dollars and never told me about it. Kell if your reading this I REMEMBERED ASSHOLE!
We got home and i was so ready to just bounce off the walls with sugar, it was gunna be a great night. Then i saw Dj crying in his room. I said," whats wrong Dj? Are you okay?" He said," No I'm not okay, mom and dad gave you guys money but i didn't get any!" And honestly i felt bad for him, so i gave him my sucker, and my cow tale.
Now you see i don't know if your siblings were like mine. The second they saw a weakness they striked faster than a king cobra. On that day i showed my two weaknesses, I didn't know what anything costed, and i always try to make someone sad happy. From that day forth i got screwed time and time again.
About a week after the Dj incident, i did the dishes for my mom and she gave me $10. Now i remind you i was 4 years old so i didn't know the value of $10 all i knew was i wanted a cow tale and a green apple sucker. After i got my money my sister kell came up to me and started crying. I Don't remember why but what i do remember is i gave her my hard earned $10 to make her feel better and she said," Thank you so much! I have something for you" She handed me a penny and said," this is worth way more than that piece of paper! I just wanted to give it to you because you were so nice to me" Andddd i believed it. After that day i was traded every last dollar bill i had to my sister for a penny. Because Kell said i could buy 100 cow tales with just 1 penny.
i continued to trade her my dollars till one day i went to the store with my mom. and i was barely tall enough to see over the counter. i looked at the shop keeper and said," i want 1 cow tale" and i handed her the one penny and she said," honey this is gunna cost a lot more than that" and i said," But my sister said i could get 100 with just 1 penny" and then my mom butted in and said," what did your sister tell you?!" So i confessed to her Kell told me. Lets just say Kell was grounded for a month, and i haven't given her a dollar since :)
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