Why Economics Classes Ruined My Life

2008-08-25T11:43:00.001-07:00

I was driving trough Santa Ana on my way to work the other day, and a very expensive truck pulled up next to me at the same stoplight I was at. A young Hispanic dude was driving, and his bass-enriched music filled the skies of Orange County. The music was so loud, it nearly shook the hands-free Bluetooth device out of my ear. It seemed as if the Mexican dude wanted to show off his new toy to the whole city (apparently, the whole city at once). The truck had everything that would make any Mexican teenager drop their Horchata and Menudo and run to get a closer look.

As for me, I never looked twice. I simply wasn’t impressed. The insecure Mexican dude was just framing one of his biggest failures. When I glimpsed at the lifted high school dream, all I could see was depreciation written all over it. The speakers used to belt out the traditional mariachi music are one day going to be second or third best. The value of the vehicle itself will continue to decline; even the style of the car itself would soon be laughed at in the days to come (remember spinning rims?). It could be that the only people the driver impressed that day were the neighborhood thugs staring from afar (Here’s an idea: instead of showing off your expensive ride is to the city of Santa Ana, why not just hold up a big sign saying “hey, steal my truck, homes!”). I don’t even want to mention the amount of gas consumed when he peals out of various In-N-Out Burger restaurants (I guess I just did). To tell you the truth, I was more amazed why anybody would spend many thousands of dollars on anything that would lose value so fast.

What impresses me…

If a slightly overweight middle-aged balding white man drove next to my car in his 2003 Honda Accord and grabbed my attention to view his Roth IRAs and other successful investments he’s made, I would be slightly intimidated. Having the skills to drop thousands of dollars into things that appreciate is very impressive to me.

As for the Mexican dude (and many other young people): Turn the music down (the bass down at least), pull up your pants, straighten out your baseball cap, speak English and go to school (no particular order required).

…then again, there’s always my social security and other government taxes you could live on until you die.

Never mind.

Ride like the wind amigo!

Please shoot me if....

2008-08-24T23:51:00.000-07:00

1. I blog about stupid crap, like the brand of toothpaste I use.
2. I send you emails to read my blogs regarding the brand of toothpaste I use.
3. I blog more than I should ( each time i brush my teeth with the toothpaste I use)
4. I rip off ideas of educated people to make myself sound intelligent. (like I actually know what the ingredients do within the toothpaste I use).
5. I milk my jokes dry (the whole toothpaste thing)

Word to your mutha...

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2008-08-24T23:16:00.000-07:00

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