You ever feel like poverty is a magnet for problems?
It’s like the universe goes, ‘Oh, you’re unemployed? Here’s anxiety, rent stress, and a random toothache at 3 AM.’
I was just watching TV, thinking I’m just Bob. But apparently, I’m ‘consumer spending.’
Excuse me? I’m not spending. I’m window-shopping with my imagination.
So I step into a store I could never afford before. For the first time ever—it had a sale sign. I asked the manager, ‘What happened?’
He said, ‘We’re trying to stay afloat.’
I said, ‘Oh, welcome to the poverty pool. Water’s been cold.’
Then he says layoffs are coming. I panicked. I said, ‘More people like me? Do I spread this stuff?’
Then, casually, he said, ‘Wait until taxes go up.’
I told him, ‘Sir, the only thing untaxed is my exhalation—and I don’t think we’re far from that.’
He said, ‘Social welfare will expand.’ I said, ‘What’s that? My degree left me before the job market did.’
And as I walked out, I had a realization. I have influence. I shift economies—just by not buying toothpaste.
So I called my friend and said, ‘Let’s start a movement.’
We created the **Poor Buddies Association**. A safe place for us broke folks to laugh, cry, and split one bag of chips three ways.
Because poverty may be contagious—but so is humor.
💬 Comment below with the brokest thing you’ve ever done—I’ll start: I once checked my bank balance hoping it changed just because I believed in miracles.
👀 Let’s see who really qualifies for the Poor Buddies Association.
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