Tightwads
There's saving money, and there's being tight: saving money at the expense of other people, or simply for the miserly hell of it.
Tell us about measures that go beyond simple belt tightening into the realms of Mr Scrooge.
( , Thu 23 Oct 2008, 13:58)
There's saving money, and there's being tight: saving money at the expense of other people, or simply for the miserly hell of it.
Tell us about measures that go beyond simple belt tightening into the realms of Mr Scrooge.
( , Thu 23 Oct 2008, 13:58)
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Food - my mum 2
Before the split (see previous post) my mum was a legend for not allowing us to eat much (it must be the reason i'm so fat now from not being able to stop myself).
School lunch was jam sandwichs and orange squash every day... for 8 years. When ever I complained that I don't even like jam or orange squash, I got smacked for making it up just 'to eat cheese and meat and other posh food'.
This wasn't even branded food, we were talking Tesco value bread, jam and squash. Total cost 50p for the whole of all 3 let alone spreadout across a number of lunches.
As I got older I used to have to cook my own meals. One day I remember being hauled into the kitchen to talk about my latest crime.
I had dared, yes dared to use a whole tin of Tesco value beans (price 6p or so) for me and my 3 brothers meal. I should have used 3/5 of the tin saving the rest for my mum and dad's meal.
After that I made sure I never used more than a half tin between the 3 of us to ensure not getting a similar telling off.
Once I was older and financially independent I suddenly realised what a tight cow she was and every time I made food left the correct money for what I ate on the side.
Rereading this, I think I may have been abused as a child. No wonder I was so thin...
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 11:28, 1 reply)
Before the split (see previous post) my mum was a legend for not allowing us to eat much (it must be the reason i'm so fat now from not being able to stop myself).
School lunch was jam sandwichs and orange squash every day... for 8 years. When ever I complained that I don't even like jam or orange squash, I got smacked for making it up just 'to eat cheese and meat and other posh food'.
This wasn't even branded food, we were talking Tesco value bread, jam and squash. Total cost 50p for the whole of all 3 let alone spreadout across a number of lunches.
As I got older I used to have to cook my own meals. One day I remember being hauled into the kitchen to talk about my latest crime.
I had dared, yes dared to use a whole tin of Tesco value beans (price 6p or so) for me and my 3 brothers meal. I should have used 3/5 of the tin saving the rest for my mum and dad's meal.
After that I made sure I never used more than a half tin between the 3 of us to ensure not getting a similar telling off.
Once I was older and financially independent I suddenly realised what a tight cow she was and every time I made food left the correct money for what I ate on the side.
Rereading this, I think I may have been abused as a child. No wonder I was so thin...
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 11:28, 1 reply)
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