Have I become Mr. Krabs?
I'm literally obsessed with money. In March I moved in with roommates and got a job. I have bills to worry about. I have a house to provide food for. SO of course I want money. But now it's getting ridiculous. Every little cent excites me. I like counting the change I collect in tips every day. Even if it's three dollars, counting out the number "$3.04" will still excite me. Lately I've been looking on the ground and roads more often hoping to find loose change some unoucky soul dropped. I'm literally going to the mall in town specifically to find loose change all over the ground, in the stores, parking lot, and arcade especially.
At this point I literally feel like Mr. Krabs. It just feels good. Me and my roommate have been collecting change so every few weeks we could buy thirty or sometimes as much as fifty dollars worth of food. But now I wanna collect for stuff that I want, like electronics or clothing.
At this point I literally feel like Mr. Krabs. It just feels good. Me and my roommate have been collecting change so every few weeks we could buy thirty or sometimes as much as fifty dollars worth of food. But now I wanna collect for stuff that I want, like electronics or clothing.