The miser in me

Last updated 11:11 16/07/2010

Hello. My name is Moata Tamaira and I didn't kill your father (don't let that stop any preparations for your eventual death that you may feel necessary though) but I am...a miser.

ScroogeMy general feeling is that everyone likes to think of themselves as generous in the same way that everyone thinks that they have a good sense of humour and/or don't stink of B.O.  My experiences working in public libraries tell me that the latter is a delusion that many, many people are under, and you don't have to write a blog to know that the former is true.  Though kudos to whoever cuts Justin Bieber's hair because they clearly have a good grasp on absurdist humour.

Anyway, a couple of things this week have alerted me to my miserly tendencies (which up until now I'd only really noticed in relation to my gleeful accumulation of hotel mini-toiletries). 

First, and most notably, holiday planning.  As you may know, I'm heading to The Continent later in the year and this necessarily involves paying out a fair wodge of dosh.  That's okay.  I had reconciled myself to the fact that I was going to have to spend money on tickets and those have duly been paid for, as have travel insurance, taxes and levies (including an extortionate SIXTY-FIVE DOLLAR CHARGE for paying by credit card).  But, as I say, that's cool. Not worried.  It's fine, really.  Just because I could go into a department store and spend twice as much on a lounge suite and pay by credit card and not be charged anything.  No need to get my knickers worked up into a pretzel about it.  Moving on. Deep breaths..etc.

But then I started to think of all the other costs - accommodation, trains, transfers.  Would I need to buy an additional luggage?  Internet access for blogging purposes?   As the list of expenses grew and the resulting amount I might have to outlay increased I found myself wondering crazy things like "do I really need to eat?"  I've been wanting to lose a little weight, could I perhaps live off my fat reserves and the occasional roasted Hyde Park squirrel?

Then I wondered if I could somehow earn some money while on holiday so as to offset the cost.  In a soft-focus dream sequence I imagined myself busking on the streets of Dubrovnik, pleasantly surprised by how appreciative the Croatian people were of my rendition of the theme song from After School complete with guestimated sign language, and as an encore, half of Poi e, a song which despite almost half a week of concentrated effort, I have still not managed to learn all the words to.  In a fit of miser-induced madness I even toyed with the idea of musical accompaniment: think I might pack Lulu, my ukulele, even though I only she and I only know about three songs.  Oh dear.  The depth of the delusion is quite worrying.

The second manifestation of miserliness came when I caught a little of 20/20 last night.  The piece included a "sting" operation in which a nice little old lady who couldn't pay for her medicine was duly rescued by generous strangers who paid for her pills.  Naturally for every rescuer there were other people who didn't take the initiative to put their hand in their pocket and help. 

I couldn't help but think that I might have been one of those people and then I felt a little bit disappointed with myself.  I've been rescued before by two nice ladies at Farmers who gave me $2.50 to get the bus home when I lost my wallet.  Sure, it's a small amount but it's as much the impulse to help another person out of the spot they're in as anything.  I suppose, because I'm quite independent and self-reliant and my first instinct is to always fix my own problems, that I don't necessarily rush to the aid of others.  Or maybe that's just a convenient rationalisation for being a bit tight.  Or maybe it's a bit of both?

Anyway, did anyone else see that segment on 20/20 last night and did you think that you would be a rescuer or a "not my problem" person?  Also, seeking tips on cheap eating/travelling/entertaining options in Europe and/or possible sources of holiday income.  All suggestions welcome, especially ridiculous ones.

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Niri Tacen   #1   11:25 am Jul 16 2010

Moata - don't worry about your busking delusion. At least you're aware you're deluded, unlike 99% of American Idol auditionees. (Hey look, I made up a new word! Wooot!)

As for the QotD, I'm a sometimes rescuer, depending very much on the apparent honesty of the person.

As an example, I have given a dollar to a fellow bus traveller when it transpired they didn't quite have enough cash. I was happy to do so. But a few years ago in Cathedral Square I was confronted by a young girl (she would have been 15 or so) who begged me for enough money for lunch. Why didn't I help her? Because her clothing was barely worn, her make-up was fresh, and she didn't look at all undernourished. Also, her begging was laughable.

Back to the busking - just learn Aerosmith's Dream On (how cool was that on Glee, btw?), and learn to teary-eye your way through Ave Maria - you'll be set for life.

Leon   #2   11:30 am Jul 16 2010

I have selective miserism. I eat a boring packed lunch every day, so that I can spend that money on real coffee instead of the nasty filter muck at work.

When I am spending money I want to see the value that I get from that spending. When I bought Leonard Cohen tickets recently for about $140 or so each ticket, I was enraged by the tickitek booking fee of about $15 to allow me the privilege of printing out my own ticket. Seriously? You must be taking the piss.

Darth Michael   #3   11:44 am Jul 16 2010

Love the Princess Bride reference! :-)

A $65 surcharge for paying by credit card? Crikey. And I thought the $10 EFTPOS surcharge a "friend" paid for his lap-dance at Show Girls was harsh ;-)

As for the little old lady in 20/20... I wonder how many people would have helped out the person who was short of cash if they were a young male who needed his medication just as much as that little old lady?

I say, give her the money, but first, make the absent-minded old Doris dance a jig to Metallica for 30 seconds. That'll learn her ;-)

Truth be told, whether or not I would help out the little old lady would largely depend on how rich I was at the time. It's easy to be generous when you're rich. It's hard to be generous when you're budgeting every dollar to put food on the table.

That said, I like to think I WOULD step in to protect that girl who was being escort away (to danger) by Mr Dodgy, (which is what every guy would say, including the useless douche-bags who NEVER step in to do the right thing). The problem is, with the way New Zealand cops are these days, (read: utterly incompetent thugs with some disturbingly warped priorities), I would be more concerned about the reaction of the police than about confronting Mr Dodgy.

And you KNOW something is seriously wrong with your community when the good Samaritan is more worried about the official response to his good deed than he is about the risks of the good deed per se.

mr magoo   #4   11:47 am Jul 16 2010

"Wodge" is an awesome word. Personally I'd liek to see it appear in every single on of your blogs. I'm going to try and use it at least 4 times today.

Karlos   #5   12:12 pm Jul 16 2010

Oooo Justin Biebers name in your blog again!

A couple of years ago I was walking across the carpark at a mall and saw this guy in a wheelchair going around all the cars and looking at the ground. I asked him if he was OK and he told me he'd lost his last $20 for the taxi ride home. I felt sorry for him so I gave him about $15 and he took my details promising me that he would pay it back in a week or so.

I never did hear back from him so he was probably conning me! Oh well - maybe karma will pay me back someday.

Lis   #6   12:18 pm Jul 16 2010

i think it would depend on how much money I had on me at the time on whether I helped out anyone in need, i rarely carry cash using good old eftpos! Once i did help out someone in the supermarket who was $5 short and didn't think twice about as I have always thought what goes around comes around and would like to think someone else would do the same for me if I was every short. As for travel trips the good old "eat where the locals eat" is always good advice - when I travel I always check out the local places, stay away from "tourist trap" places as the prices always hike up there. Going to the supermarket and stocking up on snacks is always good if you are doing tours, long journeys and saves you buying crap on the way! There are heaps of travel blogs online as well, trip advisor is a good site.

Loulou   #7   12:18 pm Jul 16 2010

If you want to meet local people and gain from their local knowledge, try couchsurfing.org. It's fantastic, it'll save you a bit of money, you don't end up stuck in a hotel (which does unfortunately mean you can't take the shower gel) and you have a host that tell you all the best parts to vist.

Michelle   #8   12:25 pm Jul 16 2010

I watched 20/20 aswell, and thought that because she was a little old lady, of course you would be more inclined to help. I think it would have been more interesting if they had trialled it on a range of people.

I also wondered to myself if I would have helped her, and to be completely honest, in my current situation, I dont think I would have. I feel totally selfish for saying this, but I too am saving up for a holiday at the end of the year, working hard and saving hard. I have stopped buying things for myself unless they are 100% necessary, so would find it extremely hard to pass any money that i do have in my pocket to someone else! Eek. Not that I ever have spare change - its eftpos only for me.

paul   #9   12:35 pm Jul 16 2010

I give freely to strangers in need. But I'm naturally cynical so I can usually spot a con. An old lady in distress because her $5 grocery bill declines on her card in the supermarket queue ahead of me is one time when I'd help out - but in my experience even the lowly paid checkout chicks have been seen quickly swiping their own EFTPOS cards in those situations.

Darth Michael   #10   12:36 pm Jul 16 2010

@ mr magoo #4

4 wodges each day?

Does that make it a wodge of wodges? ;-)


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