Being poor can be a blast. No more being dragged to any drippy, un-fun activities, you can simply pull the pov' card: "Sorry, I'd love to attend the wedding, I'm just really watching my budget right now"..."I'd love to visit you! It's just that gas is so expensive and, well..." You get the idea. Although playing the pov' card encourages your friends to shower you with the ever-important free shit, they will unfortunately tire of your whining and will abandon you to your creditors.
No, you, Povertista, are much more suave than that. With the demureness of a Buddhist monk, you'll drop mention of your simple, strict budget in the middle of your investment banker friends's planned trip to Vegas that's gonna be "so cold" and they'll feel...pity, sure, but underneath that, shame. Others's shame is a Povertista's bread and butter, because both you and your expensive friends will know that they are part of the problem while you are part of the solution.
That said, being poor is difficult to pull off with style, and believe me, style is essential if you want to keep your friendships, dignity, and most importantly, your sanity. My blog will strive to show you the way.
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