The last time I wrote about the recession, some of my buddies hit me up like, "dude, that blog depressed the hell out of me."
Sorry, fellers. It sure wasn't my intention. But we all know folks are losing jobs left and right. Me and a few friends were talking about it just the other day. Something has to give. Pretty much everybody is expecting the economy to get worse before it gets better. Meanwhile, the cost of living is still sky high. I'm hearing the MTA is about to hike prices on their metro cards. Dude, why? There aren't any jobs out there, how we supposed to pay?
Let's be fair, here. If the economy is crumbling, the cost of living needs to be adjusted accordingly. One thing I've been saying for a little while is that landlords need to lower the rent. One of my co-workers mentioned that her lease is up this year and that the landlord already announced that he'll be raising the rent come signing time. It's not like someone else will be able to afford the darn place if your tenant opts to move. Nobody has money.
That's pretty much the tune we've been singing as of late. It's a recession! Whenever someone asks me what I'm doing for the weekend, I usually reply, "I'm staying in. It's a recession." It's actually turning into a great excuse. I figure I might as well turn the recession into something positive. It's now my new excuse for pretty much everything whether it's money related or not. For instance, if I choose not to drink during a night out, it's a recession. Sorry I didn't call you back, it's a recession. I'm still wearing the same white on white Air Force Ones I bought last summer, it's a recession. Sorry I'm late, I missed my train. The Phillies won, the Eagles lost. It's a recession. It's a recession. Seven Pounds sucked. It must be the recession.