When I was 14 my dad and uncle took me to a Dave Mathews concert. My uncle bought me a hat that was $50 (too much for a hat Dave, cmon) and just now I’m realizing how much that was, especially then, to him, on top of what he must have paid for my ticket
I heard before that the true use of money is for keeping promises (hence promissory note) but I think it’s true use in this post capitalist hellscape is to put smiles on ur family and friends faces
