I can’t wait for my allowance!

I came to a realization last weekend—I have the comparative purchasing power of a six year old. Then, I spent most of my ten dollar monthly allowance on fun thinks like G.I. Joe’s and a really good harmonica (don’t ask). Pretty much all of my income was disposable. Now, while I make a lot more, between my loans, saving money for law school, rising gas prices and egg nog being so damn expensive, I only have about ten bucks a month to burn.

Being the financial equivalent of a six year old wouldn’t bother me so much if waiters wouldn’t rolls their eyes when I ordered off the kids menu and asked for more crayons.