Any kind of waste goes all over me. Waste of time, waste of money, waste of resources. I use everything up. Right soap shavings from the remains of a nice bar of soap are dissolving in my hand soap pump, and I have an ever growing basket of leftover yarn from various completed knitting projects. That said, I do buy good quality.
National parks have very cheap camping, but reserve early. Put a roll of quarters in your camping supplies so you aren't unduly surprised by pay showers. One final word of advice from a frequent car camper - everything that belongs in your camping bins lives in your camping bins and nowhere else. That way you are always ready to go and will not find out at 6:00 in the am in the middle of nowhere that your coffee press did not make the trip.
For many years I lived in a decent neighborhood bordered by a lot of not so nice neighborhoods and scruffy apartment complexes. Every year I got hundreds of kids at the door. It was crazy fun, even when the giant boys came around at the end of the trick or treating window. It was a night when even the poor kids got to go right up to you and make demands - one of the high points of their year, I'm sure. Why is that such a problem?
I live in a vacation destination that is highly seasonal. Lots of seasonal businesses operate on a cash basis, probably because of issues with processing chargebacks from vanished vacationers or questions of terminal fees for operations that are literally closed for 8 months of the year as much as the extra margin of income from cash. Personally I don't find the ATM outside to be a slap in the face; it's a benefit for those of us who did not plan ahead. One or two gas stations in the area offer a discount for cash sales.
Since I am All Grown Up and have few needs or wants I don't prefer to satisfy for myself I am not so much into birthday gifts. Except for my own children I generally do not buy birthday presents or expect any (exception being my spouse). If I am working on my birthday I bring cake or slutty brownies or some other kind of treat for everyone to share.
My grandparents, taught me to make it, grow it, and make it last, reinforced by my mother who can make or fix anything.
In my opinion as a car owner: Ordinary repairs that the owner may have had to do if you had not had custody of the car, owner pays. Damage to the car, you pay all unless insurance pays some in which case you pay the deductible plus a gift.
My first job was retail at F&R Lazarus, paying minimum wage of $1.00/hour, generously staffed. That job with the Major Retailer I work for now with the lack of experience I had then would pay $8.00 (MA minimum wage), skimpily staffed and you would be expected to be able to sell an entire house full of custom furniture almost immediately. Gasoline in 1968 cost .29/gallon full service, by way of comparison, and $5 paid for my full week of bus transport to and from work. We had a subsidized cafeteria, a lounge, 20% discount and a registered nurse on duty. I don't think you get as much for your work these days, and fewer people are hired to do the same amount of work.
The price for two is way out of our budget, but probably a pretty good deal compared to say a broadway show and dinner. I am clearly not their target audience.
I have always had horrible cell reception in my house anywhere I have ever lived, not to mention an ongoing problem with my cell that NO ONE could hear me (until I took my out-of-warranty iphone apart and fixed it, so if I want to communicate with anyone I need my land line. ATT, by the way.