Best and worst purchase experiences. Just for kicks.
I am a notoriously thrifty spender no matter how much money is in my pocket.
Why spend ten dollars when you can avoid spending even one dollar?
When I do buy something, the worst thing that can possibly happen is that I don't use it. Because then I can't bring myself to get rid of it on the principle of avoiding waste but it's entire existence becomes a blight on my psychological state.
It's a toss up for best value.
1 My steamer. I've gotten more mileage out of that than any other pot or frying pan in the house.
2. The bulk Costco plastic wrap I purchased almost 20 years ago in california. I'm still using it's seemingly endless bounty of saran wrap.
Worst
1. The expensive fucking breadmaker I bought. Damn thing never made a single edible loaf of bread. Probably my fault.
2. The juicer. First time I had to clean that thing I never wanted to mess with it again.
3. The blender. I got this because my wife said she liked frozen alcoholic drinks. After her first hangover, she never wanted another one again. And there it sits in the bottom shelf of my kitchen island. Mocking me.
I am a notoriously thrifty spender no matter how much money is in my pocket.
Why spend ten dollars when you can avoid spending even one dollar?
When I do buy something, the worst thing that can possibly happen is that I don't use it. Because then I can't bring myself to get rid of it on the principle of avoiding waste but it's entire existence becomes a blight on my psychological state.
It's a toss up for best value.
1 My steamer. I've gotten more mileage out of that than any other pot or frying pan in the house.
2. The bulk Costco plastic wrap I purchased almost 20 years ago in california. I'm still using it's seemingly endless bounty of saran wrap.
Worst
1. The expensive fucking breadmaker I bought. Damn thing never made a single edible loaf of bread. Probably my fault.
2. The juicer. First time I had to clean that thing I never wanted to mess with it again.
3. The blender. I got this because my wife said she liked frozen alcoholic drinks. After her first hangover, she never wanted another one again. And there it sits in the bottom shelf of my kitchen island. Mocking me.
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