Fifty Cents to Freedom
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My mother was terrified I’d waste money in college, so she set my parental control debit card to a transaction limit of exactly fifty cents.
If I wanted to buy a $12 breakfast burrito from a food truck, I had to stand at the window and swipe my card twenty-four times.
"Mom, this is incredibly inconvenient."
"Sweetie, I'm doing this for your own good. It's to break your bad habit of spending money. Who spends like you do? If you act like this, your future mother-in-law will say I raised you with no manners."
"But Mom, I hold up the line every single day just to buy lunch."
