Poor-off

I lived on $20 a week when I lived in NYC. Geesh.

From Jane

'Like many writers (or musicians, or artists, etc), I moved to New York with a couple hundred bucks, a suitcase, and a dream (I used to joke "I still have the suitcase", but I actually don't because I lost it in a fire.)

I received no parental help other than the promise of a 1-way ticket home. Today my friend Darci (who does the comedy site Kittenpants) and I were talking about our poor-er days and naturally fell into a familiar conversation: the Poor-Off.

Here's a transcript. (Note: we are well aware that our poverty was a choice and that we could have just gone home to Florida or Texas at any time.)'

Kittenpants: I managed to live my whole first year in NYC on $10/week for food

Lindsayism: WOW.

Lindsayism: I bow before you!

Lindsayism: Let's have a POOR OFF!!

Kittenpants: I was so poor I sucked c*ck for toilet paper coupons

Lindsayism: Darci, these are supposed to be REAL!

Lindsayism: But I did steal toilet paper from my temp jobs. I have friends who still do that.

Kittenpants: I stole every office supply imaginable

Lindsayism: Did you finally realize that you were never going to use a stapler at home? I did.