When I first started working here, I discovered the Gyro Truck. Isn't America great? I can step outside of my office at any time I want and get a wonderful Greek delicacy? Out of a truck! Sometimes I'd eat at the Fancy Salad Truck. But mostly it was Gyros.
Two whole summers went by and I frequented the Gyro Truck just about four times a week. And no, sadly I didn't brown bag it on the fifth day. I probably went to the Pizza Truck.
And how much do these wonderful meals cost?
$6 plus one bottle of Snapple = $7.50
At five days a week for three months each year, I am just now realizing that I spent $900, a whole Emergency Fund's worth of George Washington's on very thinly cut lamb rolled in pita bread with some tomatoes and onions!
God, I do love gyros though.
But how many have I had since I finally decided to live within my means?
Zero. Zip. Zilch. No gyros for me. I walk four blocks home, play with my cat and have a sandwich or some leftovers.
What I've learned from walking past all those happy lunchtime workers is that lunch trucks will always be there but my dollars won't, so in the meantime it's better to save!