@RiffRandell Yes! The books were free from the library so I could *almost* fit in with my friends who had the dolls... ha. ha. ha.
I did pretty well this weekend! Well, mostly 'cause I visited my mom on Saturday and she paid for everything. But still. FRIDAY: > friend's Halloween house party, food and drinks provided, didn't drink enough to convince myself I needed to stop for food on the way home - $0 SATURDAY: > iced coffee and muffin at the hometown coffee shop where I had my first "regular" order - $4.95 > creepily smiling at the barista who hasn't seen me for at least three years and of course did not recognize me - priceless > skeleton barrettes from Claire's at the mall while we were shopping - $2 > large gas station Diet Coke for the drive home at midnight - $1 and change from my car SUNDAY: > money added to Starbucks card because it's RED CUP SEASON, with leftover funds for the next couple times - $10 > pan de muerto pastries from the bakery on Sunday so I could respect my ancestors/additional pastries for me to respect myself - $4 > groceries from Koreatown grocery store, including enough digital coupons that the check out lady declared... "You're really good at coupons." #extremecouponerintraining - $35 > popcorn and soda from Target that I snuck into the movies - $3.25 > ticket to Nightcrawler which tickled my darkest funny bone - free 'cause I have MOVIEPASS (or based on the number of movies I've used it for so far this month... maybe $6-7 or so) And on Friday I also called my side hustle job to inquire on the status of my check, which should be coming today or tomorrow now—so, realllly, all of the above is cancelled out.
I definitely lied about my OWN age for a few years to get "junior" pricing at Comic-Con! If you were under 18 you only had to show a school ID (which of course didn't have your age on it) so I rode that out as long as I possibly could.
@bgprincipessa I TOTALLY went to Vegas at 13 or 14 with my mom! Although I can pinpoint my request specifically to being really "in" to Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and fancying myself some kind of rebel. I have no idea what we actually did there though—I think we just drove around to the various hotels and wandered? (Which is basically what I do there now, so I suppose being 13 didn't make all THAT much difference.)
I live a day's drive away, so close enough that I've had Vegas weekends that were The Best and Vegas weekends that were The Worst. The common theme of the Worst ones was doing anything "Vegas-y" that 5000 people were also trying to do at the same time (checking in on Friday night, going to the free hotel party pool, trying to park your car literally anywhere, etc.) For my better experiences, Vegas was usually just a backdrop to whatever else I was doing (show, concert, reunion, whatever) that allowed me to walk around pretending I was in the Rat Pack.
I once won entry to an overbooked psychology class by crafting a series of behavioral psych-related limericks, so... [cracks knuckles]
Ha! Man, I have absolutely no recollection of anything I said or didn't say in any of my college interviews. I do remember doing an interview for Yale (I wanted to be Rory Gilmore) and while we were talking, the guy was taking written notes on me IN RUSSIAN, which even as an anxious 17-year-old I recognized as the most goddamn pretentious thing I'd ever seen.
Ha, this is great! Whenever I read those articles about calculating the "true value" of items—usually used to justify a $1000 leather jacket that is *really* only $250 if you wear it 4 times!!!—I think about the $5 Target t-shirt I've worn probably 100 times and will continue to wear until it's literally shredding on my body. I'm trying to balance my wardrobe with more "investment pieces" now, but the true value calculation always seemed silly! This has totally inspired me to seek out some adult shoes though and I'm stalking all the recs in the comments.
Do aspirational purchases from The Rock's "Team Bring It" line count?
Ha, at one of my first interviews after college I really lowballed myself, and for "salary requirements" I basically filled in a number that was my rent plus a TINY allowance for food/other extravagancies. I realized almost immediately I shouldn't have put my literal base survival number... but then they called back and said, "We really liked you, but your salary request was much too high." I basically laughed them off the phone and said, "Well, that's too bad then." I still see them around town and wonder how much they ended up paying whoever they did hire!