To save money I packed lunches, which due to living in a dorm included the tried and true Annie's mac & cheese in a single serving packet. I figured they were healthier than the cheaper Kraft Easy Mac version and doused them using the kitchen's communal Tapatío bottle. My older coworkers, self-identified as retail queens, would often order in from Juan's down the street and gave me their castoff, fresh-fried flour tortilla chips.
Logan: This has been a week of not spending for me, because I already spent all my money and we don't get paid for … some days. So, no, I can't go to dinner. And no, I can't go to the bar. But the question is, do I go beyond that, in talking to friends? Do I say, I can't go not because I don't want to see you—I really want to see you!—I just have no money?
Jessica Tate is a name I made up for a Canadian person living in New York City that spoke with me recently about her life.
Logan: I just spent a long time reading Wikipedia pages about Easter and eggs and bunnies, and what I discovered was: Eggs and rabbits have been symbols of fertility and rebirth, forever, even Before Jesus, and then after Jesus, the egg also became a symbol of the tomb, though most people ignore that part. "Here, have this tomb." Also, symbolism is great. That is what I learned today.
Beverly: I'm a 24-year-old publicist working in New York City. My official title is "Senior Account Executive." I earn $44,000 a year, but that's very recent (within the past month).
Rich Person: His bonus in 2012 was $85,000, and this year it will be $100,000. And the big, big change is that his base salary went from $65,000 last year to $160,000 this year.