You’ve encouraged me to give it a shot. I’m a little stuck. What do I do now that I’ve destroyed my old toilet?
I’d buy a private island
Something I learned a long time ago: I should never, no matter the circumstances, be trusted with large sums of money.
I once came into a substantial amount of money via an insurance settlement. Did I invest it? Pay off debts? Create a rainy day fund? HA! Gambling, drugs, hookers, drugs for the hookers…I lived like Caligula for almost two years. Debauchery was my middle name. And if I ever came into money like that again, I’d do the exact same thing, because it was fucking awesome!
At least you own it.
Learned in psychology class that people change when coming into money or power. No one reading this is exempt. People feel that laws and norms no longer apply to them. Being a middle-aged white guy is my “power”. I ignore laws, nearly every day, that I wouldn’t dare break if I were black or younger. This is not a thing I think about or do on purpose.
Can’t remember the story, but a reporter was asking Hilary Clinton why she voted for $thing to be banned when she was actively doing $thing. Again, I’m forgetting the response, but she was a bit taken aback, “But that doesn’t apply to me.” College-age Hilary would not have acted like that.
I must be so old.
“My mango is to explode then <shrug> next question?”
“My main goal is to blow up and then act like I don’t know nobody”.
I can’t recall the author of such an astute remark.
I do recall making my own version in relation to going to the local county fair.
“My main goal is to get a funnel cake and not share it with nobody”.
Cause people always be like "let me have a bite. ". No. It’s mine. Fuck off. Go stand in line for 15 min in direct sunlight.
I would never stoop to these things. When I’m rich.
I’m middle class and I already do some of these…
i would absolutely be corrupted by wealth, it’s just that it’d corrupt me into a mad train model enthusiast who buys a huge piece of land to construct a “model” resort with smol steam train-styled trams, which are fully functional and the whole thing just actually being a quite nice place to live full-time, simply because i desperately want to see it exist.
The mad part is that the old-timey cozy vibe is enforced by contract, everything is themed and you must dress accordingly and avoid obvious use of modern stuff while in public. Cars are verboten, as are e-bikes and scooters.