I robbed a bank yesterday. Waltzed in there, incognito, uttered a few threats, and made off with a cool 500K.
Why, you ask?
Well, life is tough. It’s not that my doctorly cash flow isn’t reasonable - it flows in the front door at a pretty good clip. The problem is the furious rate with which it exits the back door. It’s like navigating Class 5 rapids.
Money management wasn’t a key component of the curriculum in medical school; it wasn’t in the syllabus at all, come to think of it. Between funding the needs - and the much larger wants - of four children and keeping up with the Joneses (and the Smiths and the Millers and the Browns) I’m having trouble staying afloat.
Hence the heist.
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