I need to figure out how to pay for a new pair of tires...One has a slow leak and I just pulled this out of the passenger tire on my driver's side. Gah!
I already cook once per week, use up my leftovers, pack my lunch, ration my medications, buy cereal on sale, milk from Kwik Trip, and seldom travel further than 10 miles from home. Walking the dog serves as a form of entertainment, and I'm currently rereading my way through my library. I keep dog food in the freezer in case of an emergency...and still it isn't enough.
I work five, sometimes six days a week, never ask for time off, and seldom call in sick. Yet I cannot afford something as simple as a new pair of tires.
Society would tell me I am not working hard enough, that I am too extravagant with my spending ($7.50 on chicken for a week's worth of meals at the grocery store. Less than a $1.50 per serving.)
When they talk of the invisible population, we're standing right next to you. Friends, family...we are struggling, but we don't say anything because if we ask for help, it indicates we have failed at life because who can't pay for something as common as a pair of tires? Me. At least I can't if I want to pay my rent and keep my health insurance that is pretty critical to my continued existence on this planet.
This is what paycheck to paycheck looks like. It is a prepaid cellphone bought on clearance, it is a five year old tablet and no computer. It is rent and insurance always paid on time and seeing how far one can stretch a can of tuna or box of macaroni and cheese.
As Bilbo once observed, 'I feel thin, stretched...like butter scraped over too much bread.' Except you can't afford bread, let alone butter.
I already cook once per week, use up my leftovers, pack my lunch, ration my medications, buy cereal on sale, milk from Kwik Trip, and seldom travel further than 10 miles from home. Walking the dog serves as a form of entertainment, and I'm currently rereading my way through my library. I keep dog food in the freezer in case of an emergency...and still it isn't enough.
I work five, sometimes six days a week, never ask for time off, and seldom call in sick. Yet I cannot afford something as simple as a new pair of tires.
Society would tell me I am not working hard enough, that I am too extravagant with my spending ($7.50 on chicken for a week's worth of meals at the grocery store. Less than a $1.50 per serving.)
When they talk of the invisible population, we're standing right next to you. Friends, family...we are struggling, but we don't say anything because if we ask for help, it indicates we have failed at life because who can't pay for something as common as a pair of tires? Me. At least I can't if I want to pay my rent and keep my health insurance that is pretty critical to my continued existence on this planet.
This is what paycheck to paycheck looks like. It is a prepaid cellphone bought on clearance, it is a five year old tablet and no computer. It is rent and insurance always paid on time and seeing how far one can stretch a can of tuna or box of macaroni and cheese.
As Bilbo once observed, 'I feel thin, stretched...like butter scraped over too much bread.' Except you can't afford bread, let alone butter.
a company in England provided a foodbank for its employees but didn't increase their earnings
