Showing posts with label kids selling stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids selling stuff. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Are Kids More Expensive Than They're Worth?




Someone sent me this article that ran on Time.com last week:  Kid Crazy: Why We Exaggerate the Joys of Parenthood.  I read it and was slightly appalled even though I agree with some of it.   It's all about how kids are so expensive that they're an "economically silly investment", and that they're a drain on parents' happiness.  We've seen that before (see Jennifer Senior's article in New York Magazine on kids:  All Joy and No Fun) but the writer of this recent article, John Cloud, goes on to say that having kids makes parents delusional. Delusional because they're "in the grip of a giant illusion"; the illusion being that their kids are worth it.  That's when I became interested because it is a new twist.

He compares having kids to any other foolish deal we make and the way we all then try to convince others and ourselves that it really was a good deal.  Like when you spend more of your money than you should on a BMW because it really is "the ultimate driving machine", when you probably should have bought an Acura.   Like when you buy an overpriced TV that you can show off because it's the latest in technology (like you need that).  Like last week when I paid $400 for some cute shoes by Chloe and...well, I'm still trying to rationalize that one, but you get the point.

The article takes a tougher stance than I do.  I never wanted kids and I usually try to limit my exposure to other people's kids to a few minutes (that way, they still seem cute), but even I wouldn't go so far as to say they're a foolish investment.  A time suck, maybe, but not foolish. Plus, somebody's gotta do it, right?    What do y'all think?


 
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Friday, November 19, 2010

Girl Scout Cookies and Other Woes

It's that time of year again.   Makes me almost want to go into hiding.   Every year about this time I am harassed by some kid's parent who is selling stuff I don't need or want. Right now it's Girl Scout Cookies, but in a few minutes it'll be wrapping paper -or- chocolate bars -or- those caramel Turtle things -or- some tchotchke to benefit the school band -or-  well, you get the point.   Maybe if I had kids I'd see this through a different lens, but I don't so... .   I really just want to be left alone.


But, ya know, there's no way out of this without seeming like a grumpy old b&*^%.  There's no explanation I can give for not wanting to buy whatever your kid is selling because, of course, it's helping some super-important cause and how could I refuse?  Not wanting what is being sold apparently isn't a good enough reason.  And it's only a few dollars; I won't even miss it, right?  

This time that old adage really is true, though:   it's not the money, it is the principle.  I don't want what you're selling.  And I don't want it repeatedly because everybody with a kid is selling something. (And why is the parent selling it anyway?  Isn't this supposed to be some kind of teachable moment for the kid?  What are you doing?)  

I feel like I'm being robbed. I know a lot of people with kids and I'm being hit up all the time and nobody really cares how I feel about it (said tearfully). 

Lately I've started to put my foot down...kinda.  I really don't want the "stuff", so I just give 'em the money and say --with a smile-- you can keep the cookies/paper/chocolate...whatever it is.  But guess what: some people are offended at that, too.  I can't win...though I kinda do because I just treat it like any random donation, and I don't end up with a bunch of stuff I don't want.  I don't know why I didn't think of this years ago.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels this way