But how else will they get a bigger house? Nicer, larger yacht? More private jets?
Like, I kinda understand the “more more more!” mentality. As my income has gone up over the years, there’s always something more my monkey brain tells me I should want. A nicer, more comfortable car. A new video card. Two angry ponies. You know how it is. I tell it to shut up because I have more than enough already.
I’m not a sociopath, though, so at no point has my monkey brain told me to enslave others so I can have nicer stuff.
Yeah but still, once I hit my “number”, I’m taking my small slice of the pie and living life. There isn’t a never ending drive to accumulate forever and ever. That’s just these psychos
Ponies are generally nicer than horses, but I was raised believing ponies were angry, vicious little assholes. My father was bucked off of a pony in his twenties, causing him to break a rib and paralyze half of his diaphragm. Being the actual asshole in this story, he never stopped to think that maybe he was too heavy and too drunk for a pony, so he spread pony hate throughout his life. I want angry ponies as I dislike my father and on a primal level think they’d keep me safe from people like him, like two pissy, grass eating charms to protect against narcissists.
But how else will they get a bigger house? Nicer, larger yacht? More private jets?
Yeah, paying your staff a liveable wage would be like a fraction of your wealth would mean it take slightly longer to get that bigger house, larger yacht, or new private jet.
But how else will they get a bigger house? Nicer, larger yacht? More private jets?
Like, I kinda understand the “more more more!” mentality. As my income has gone up over the years, there’s always something more my monkey brain tells me I should want. A nicer, more comfortable car. A new video card. Two angry ponies. You know how it is. I tell it to shut up because I have more than enough already.
I’m not a sociopath, though, so at no point has my monkey brain told me to enslave others so I can have nicer stuff.
Yeah but still, once I hit my “number”, I’m taking my small slice of the pie and living life. There isn’t a never ending drive to accumulate forever and ever. That’s just these psychos
Why do the ponies have to be angry? Seems kind of uncharacteristic
Little Grandpa story time:
Ponies are generally nicer than horses, but I was raised believing ponies were angry, vicious little assholes. My father was bucked off of a pony in his twenties, causing him to break a rib and paralyze half of his diaphragm. Being the actual asshole in this story, he never stopped to think that maybe he was too heavy and too drunk for a pony, so he spread pony hate throughout his life. I want angry ponies as I dislike my father and on a primal level think they’d keep me safe from people like him, like two pissy, grass eating charms to protect against narcissists.
Yeah, paying your staff a liveable wage would be like a fraction of your wealth would mean it take slightly longer to get that bigger house, larger yacht, or new private jet.