Just Stop. You’re Going To Be Poor Forever.

Can't decide? Then buy all 3! YOLO!

Can’t decide? Then buy all 3! YOLO!

Not you, dear reader, unless you have the same attitude toward debt that today’s protagonist does. A little backstory:

Almost 3 years ago, we ran a post on the anonymous woman who runs a blog called Digging Out From Our Mess. You might want to read that first. If not, no big deal.

At the time, she was $71,930.29 in debt. But on the other hand, she

  • had gone to the trouble of creating a blog on which to display her debt load, presumably to publicly shame herself into taking lasting action;
  • saved a few bucks by going with the free Blogspot address instead of buying her own URL;
  • wanted, really really wanted, to get out of debt. And shouldn’t intentions be enough?

We’re not sure, but she might have been our first exposure to this crawling subspecies known as debt bloggers. If you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all, and if you haven’t seen one, click our archives for any “Financial Retard of the Month” who isn’t Trent Hamm. The template never changes, only the tiniest details do. Typically female. Had or is planning an ostentatious wedding. Student loans, usually multiple ones. And they were all taken out to finance a degree with no earning potential, hence the debt. There are often lots of toys, too. If not multiple cars, then consumer electronics and/or exotic vacations. (If you’re in debt, visiting the neighboring town ought to count as an exotic vacation.) She’d also taken out something called a “retirement loan,” a term then unfamiliar to us, and hopefully to you. It’s an advance on a 401(k), withdrawn with a staggering 10% penalty.

So let’s catch up, see what progress the Digging Out From Our Mess woman has made in the ensuing 34 months.

For one thing, she now has a name: “Mysti”, a pseudonym presumably created to imply that her identity will remain under wraps. She’s married to G-Man, and isn’t that precious? Together they live with Bossy Boy and Sassy Girl, and in 2013 America, with its Calebs and its Nevaehs, we can only hope that “Mysti”‘s kids’ names are pseudonyms too.

Okay, what about her debt load? Someone who goes to this much trouble to share details must be disciplined enough to have paid a huge chunk of her debt down, right?

There it is in bright red font on her main page. She’s lowered her $71,930.29 deficiency all the way to $73,445.13. Or as any of her commenters would say,

Awesome job, Mysti! I KNEW you could do it!!!!

Her debt is now only 102% of what it used to be. By our calculations, assuming that her debt moves linearly (it doesn’t, but it’s not as if that’s going to matter to her), it’s going to take her… -135 years to pay off that debt. That’s a minus sign, not an em dash.

Since her debt reached that local nadir of $71,930.29 so many moons ago, “Mysti” has managed to

  • Install new carpet on her stairs and bedrooms
  • Makeover the paint, floor and fixtures in her main bathroom
  • Buy a new Jeep.

You think we’re joking, but click this link if you don’t believe us. It’s “Mysti”’s “wish list”, and…what the hell, we’ll just reprint it:

Here are things we would like to do in the future, assuming that Retirement loans are being funded appropriately, and debt is gone!!!

Kids

College fund

Home Improvements

Minor Renovation:

Carpet the stairs and bedrooms (Bossy’s room completed June 2012)

Makeover main bathroom (paint, floor, fixtures)  Completed 2011

Refinish hardwood floors

Resurface deck

Major Renovation:

Makeover of the main bathroom (new shower with glass tile, upgraded fixtures)

Kitchen (gut the whole thing and start over!)

Windows

Regrade yard and sod

Furnishings:

New living room furniture

New kitchen set

New dining room set and matching hutch

Upgrade living room TV 

Vehicles

New Car for Mysti    “New to Us” Jeep Liberty purchased November 2011

New Car for G-man

New Boat for G-man

Travel

Take the kids to Disneyworld

Take the honeymoon we never had and renew our wedding vows

Bling

Reset engagement ring

Anniversary band

New wedding band for G-man

Wait, we forgot the paragraph that begins that page, which really belongs at the end like some deft plot twist that’s way too strange for fiction:

Call it materialistic.  Call it selfish.  Call it whatever you like, but we all have things in life we would like to have or would like to do. We all know that being debt free will afford us the opportunity to do amazing things.  And saving up for items will be a cinch.

“Do amazing things” should refer to something like swimming the English Channel, or even just creating a profitable business while paying employees. For “Mysti”, it means being an even bigger and more gluttonous consumer than before. In case you’re feeling stupidly generous, she even provided links to the engagement ring and dining room set that she has her eyes on, links which we mercifully deleted.

It’s not often that you come across a document whose every single word is a lie, but Digging Out From Our Mess is special in several ways. “[S]aving up for items will be a cinch”? Not for you it won’t, Toots. You will be poor until you die. Not because the cosmos is working against you, but because you (and the G-Man) are working against yourself. “New boat”? Why not go all the way and ask for a new tennis estate at Isleworth while you’re at it? It doesn’t hurt to dream, right?

Is this a modern phenomenon, these adults who fantasize like impatient children and have zero feet planted in reality? We swear that people in their late 30s and early 40s weren’t this immature when we were kids.

Call it materialistic.  Call it selfish.

She did get that part right.

Do we even need to mention that she has that panacea of all poor and indebted people, an “emergency fund”? With $1000 or so in it. It never occured to “Mysti” that being 72 grand in debt, let alone having that debt grow to over 73 grand, might constitute an emergency. She also has, or had, a car repair fund. You’re not going to believe this, but “Mysti” now has a $1091 repair bill that she never anticipated.

Instead of getting excited about placing your meager savings into various funds and giving them descriptive names, thus enabling you to add more columns to the Excel spreadsheets that you share with your idiot readers, how about not buying flotsam? Yes, carpeting and new bathroom fixtures absolutely count as such if you’re tens of thousands of dollars in debt and can’t afford them. And jewelry is always pretty stupid.

But who cares? Delayed gratification is for suckers! YOLO!

We’re not writing this post to shame some (literally) poor woman who’s been beaten down by life. We’re writing it to show you that for most people, inertia is the most powerful force in the world. Please don’t think of “Mysti” as an exemplar of everyday modern society, average woman just trying to get by. She isn’t. She’s a willful stooge in a game of I’m-Going-To-Stick-My-Head-In-The-Sand-Until-I’m-Dead. Her intentions are every bit as perverted as her blog’s laughable title. White is black. Up is down. Left is right. And Exacerbating Our Mess is now Digging Out From Our Mess.

Just…just stop. If you’re reading this and you happen to be in (consumer) debt, the worst thing you can do is give yourself a long window to get out of debt while buying cars and home furnishings. It pains us to admit this, but this is where Trent Hamm makes a modicum of sense. Be as miserly as Iowa’s #1 frugality potentate until you get out of debt. Yes, it’s uncomfortable, but the good news is it won’t last long if you have anything approaching discipline. Then you can start building wealth. Or you can be like “Mysti”, and see how far she’s gotten fallen behind in the last 3 years. You might not want to wait until you’ve eaten your vegetables before you get dessert, but that’s how money works. All the exclamation points and good intentions in the world won’t change that. Buy our book and join us on the positive side of the ledger. It’s less crowded here.

(Apologies to the now-forgotten reader who brought this to our attention.)

February’s (Financial) Retard of the Month

 

Breakfast (and lunch, and dinner) of Champions.

Breakfast (and lunch, and dinner) of Champions.

 

These never get old, do they? We could run with one of these for our (Financial) Retard of the Month, every month, until the sun burns itself out. We’d never exhaust the supply. The Indebted Overeducated Female Personal Finance Blogger is now officially a stock character, cousin to the Absent-Minded Professor, the Renegade Cop Who Plays By His Own Rules, the Hooker with a Heart of Gold and the Wise Asian Kung Fu Instructor.

Presenting Catherine at Plunged In Debt, not to be confused with Blogging Away Debt, Our Debt Blog, Debt Sucks Blog, My Journey To Eliminate Debt, The Debt Princess, So Over Debt, etc.

How far in debt is Catherine? Oh, not that much. Just $300,000. She explains her story:

I wanted to go to university, actually it wasn’t an option, I was going to university

(Note: “University” is the Canadian colloquial term for what Americans call “college”. In Canada, “college” is the equivalent of “community college” in the U.S. Also, they call Canadian bacon “back bacon” and call a house a “hoose”.)

Wait. Why? Why was it “not an option”? She doesn’t explain, but given that it was mandatory, she must have saved up enough money to pay for it, right?

I just didn’t have any money to pay for it.

That’s the very next line, by the way. But Catherine has a point. Why should you be denied something just because you can’t afford it? That’s the same argument we’re going to use when we visit our plastic surgeon and demand rhinoplasties.

By the end of my undergraduate degree I managed to rack up $32,000 in student debt and probably $2,000 in consumer/credit card debt.

Catherine is exceedingly detailed in the composition of her family, her insistence on getting a tertiary education, etc., but she omits one crucial detail. Exactly what was that degree in? It shouldn’t matter. One’s as good as the next, right?

Catherine mentions, when prompted by a commenter, that her undergraduate degree is in biology. She started what should be the productive part of her life $34,000 in the hole. Or $34,000 poorer than her high school classmates who didn’t earn useless degrees.

Here’s the funniest line we’ve ever quoted in the Retard of the Month series:

What’s even worse is that, although no education is wasted, my degree wasn’t going to get me much beyond a minimum wage job

Read that again. Here:

What’s even worse is that, although no education is wasted, my degree wasn’t going to get me much beyond a minimum wage job

So an education that isn’t “going to get (you) much beyond a minimum wage job” isn’t wasted. Chew on that for a minute. Now swallow.

Imagine buying a brand-new house that, it turns out, was built by an unlicensed contractor who used balsa wood for the frame and didn’t know how to reinforce a load-bearing wall. One day when you’re at work (at your minimum-wage retail job), the whole thing comes crashing down. But it’s cool, because no house is wasted.

Don’t be stupid. You can’t compare a commodity like a house to something as important as an education.

Why not? You can talk about intangibility all you want, but both the house and the degree are a commodity to someone. Try paying your tuition bill with poetry and freshly picked hydrangeas if you don’t believe us. You wouldn’t expect a consumer good to be worth thousands less than you paid for it, yet people implicitly expect their educations to be worth less than they paid for them all the freaking time. Catherine just admitted as much.

To her credit, she came to her senses and realized that despite her B.S., and also her Bachelor of Science degree, she needed to earn money and immediately:

the only option I had was to further my education.

Or not.

So Catherine became a dental hygienist. We’ll leave out some intermediate details, but just know that she finishes up by saying:

By the end of my second degree, before my life had started, I now had $106,000 in debt.

She’s married. Let’s read about her rosy-cheeked “hubby” (her emasculating term, not ours):

Hubby went to university, then college, racking up a total of about $10,000 total in line of credit and student loan debt. He has a credit card maxed at $2,000

He went to university first? Again, no mention of his major. But, as the above sentence ends:

not a huge deal.

Compared to $106,000 in debt, no. Kind of like how a person who’s 40 pounds overweight can point to Manuel Uribe and say, “My waistline? Not a huge deal.”

we also owe another approximate $5,000 in various credit that we can’t really account for.

By “can’t really account for”, does she mean “can’t really justify”, or can she literally not account for it, i.e. can’t tell you where it came from? Oh well, who cares? It’s just $5,000.

now that we have a baby (and I’m on maternity leave) extra funds for additional payments beyond the minimum for credit cards is near impossible.

Now they’ve gone from being merely stupid to being straight-up bad human beings. Because there’s no better time to have a kid than when you’re $106,000 in debt.

“Who are you to tell her when she should have a baby, you insensitive clod?”

The inescapable truth of the matter is that babies cost money. Lots of money. Not only that, they preclude your ability to earn further money.

How do we know this? A) It’s obvious and 2) Catherine said so herself (in a manner of speaking.) A couple of days ago Plunged In Debt ran this lousy sponsored post. Here’s the money quote from the Indian remote assistant who wrote it:

[Y]ou have to consider that raising children will increase your family’s monthly expenses dramatically. Secondly, just the medical bills from giving birth alone will rack up a good chunk of debt. If you are not in control of your debt and have a tight budget before you have children, you could quickly find yourselves in a downward financial spiral afterwards.

In 2013, we have bloggers who run sponsored posts that warn you to avoid the detrimental activities that the bloggers themselves proudly undertake. This is what it’s come to.

Still, at the very least, by now Catherine finally figured out that she and Hubby need to be hyperfrugal for the next…well, until their kid is driving and registering to vote.

Not quite. Check out this post, improbably titled “I WILL Partake In Lifestyle Inflation”, and the all-caps emphasizes her point. Catherine lists all the things she’s going to do once she pays off that $300,000, which will never, ever happen. She fantasizes about vacation savings accounts and second cars, much like a maximum-security prisoner will close his eyes and think of Mexican beaches and consensual heterosexual sex.

As for that projected second car, she spends 2 hours a day on the bus, which is depressing enough when you’re in high school. In adulthood it’s just embarrassing.

We’re not in this situation because of any vast overspending or living beyond our means (not to say we haven’t put stuff on credit that we shouldn’t have)

Is there any self-awareness anywhere, or did it all disappear with cassette tapes and floppy disks?

Honey, we hate to be the ones to break this to you, but you’re in this situation ONLY because of vast overspending and living beyond your means. Your parenthetical comment contradicts perfectly everything it follows in that sentence. But hey, you’re going to have a vacation savings account one day. When you’re 130, but still.

From later in her About page:

I’ve always loved…budgeting

We give up. This crossed into self-parody several (Financial) Retards of the Month ago.

Oh, quit fanning yourself on the fainting couch. This isn’t about those nasty 1-percenters at Control Your Cash making fun of the downtrodden. This is about people who willingly, methodically, and purposefully dig themselves a hole, jump inside, throw handfuls of dirt on themselves and then bitch that they’re being buried alive.

If you want to build wealth, the following steps are guaranteed not to work. They are 100% foolproof:

  • Go to college for no particular reason (i.e., just to defer life for 4 if not more years.)
  • Finance said education.
  • Use credit cards for things you can’t afford.
  • And again.
  • Justify your awful mistakes and convince yourself that you’re right. (Catherine says she “doesn’t regret anything”, and if that’s true, why did she bother creating her blog?)

But if you are serious about building wealth, pull your head out and deal with the following unchangeable truths:

  • When your liabilities outnumber your assets, and you subtract the former from the latter to determine your net worth, you’re left with a negative quantity each and every time. You don’t need to go to college, or university, to know this. Any elementary school will teach it to you.
  • Therefore, it makes sense to acquire as many assets as possible while eliminating as many liabilities as possible.
  • A (post-secondary, nonspecific) education is not an asset in any financial sense. Its benefits are largely psychological. If you don’t believe this, reread the excerpts from Catherine’s delusional blog.
  • A debt is a liability, if you don’t have any cash flow to cover it. Catherine and Hubby don’t, or they’d have paid off their credit cards and student loans by now.
  • If you concentrate on acquiring assets (real estate, retirement accounts, mutual funds, securities) and cut out as many liabilities (credit card balances, etc.) as possible, you’ll build wealth in spite of yourself.
  • If you start off by incurring a giant debt (e.g. a 6-digit tuition + interest bill) before you begin earning money, it’s like lining up for a 100-meter dash 20 yards behind the start line and the other competitors. If you do this, it means you want to lose. You want to be broke. In fact, you want to be less than broke. Admitting this is the first step, but why would anyone want to admit it? It’s depressing!
  • Convincing yourself that your bad decisions are good doesn’t make them so.

Buying our book is a cheap step in the right direction.

Her grammar needs work, too.

Feudalism Is Dead

Some metaphors are subtle. And then there’s this one.

Flashback. One of our rare first-person anecdotes, but one general enough that you can apply it to your own situation.

While studying in college (mathematics, not some useless liberal art), your humble blogger worked at the front desk at a boutique hotel in downtown Toronto. The midnight shift change approached, and in walked the night audit manager. An immigrant from India, he had a background in finance. Or at least enough aptitude to be charged with balancing the day’s books while remaining affable enough to meet with guests.

Somehow, the conversation turned to the topic of the college kid lamenting his own financial situation. Not drowning in credit card debt nor student loans, but making just enough to cover rent, food, and little else. Not getting ahead. I mentioned to the night audit guy – let’s call him Rajiv – that I was puzzled as to how people, especially my young and (I thought) equally impoverished contemporaries, could afford houses and cars. Building wealth was as baffling a concept as interplanetary travel.

Rajiv, who was 40 or so, rattled off a list of his own financial obligations. Kids to feed, family members back home to remit money to, and (thus, according to him) a VISA bill with a balance in the high 4 digits. With the tactlessness of an early 20-something I exclaimed that that must be awful. He shrugged his shoulders and said, “That’s life. How else are you supposed to do it?”

Years later, that remains one of the most depressing conversations about money that any 2 people have ever had. Rajiv was a guy who, at least on the surface, had none of the trappings of self-induced poverty. He wasn’t unemployable, overly self-indulgent, irresponsible or unduly risky with his money. He was educated and hardworking, with a steady if unspectacular white-collar job, a home in the suburbs and a wife and family. Yet he’d resigned himself to having a negative net worth, then dying.

 

Admit it. At least some part of Rajiv’s story resonates with you. Rajiv was a smart guy, at least smart enough to understand causes and effects. Could he have done anything to fix his situation?

Of course. He could have temporarily downsized his living arrangements. Cut more fat out of his budget. Taken a second job, assuming diurnal sleep wasn’t all that important to him. Pleaded with his bosses for more money, which is what most of us would have attempted.

All of which would have made incrementally small differences and still kept him struggling to make up ground.

Or he could have changed his mindset. May Control Your Cash never enter the depths of the category of repetitive and unctuous self-help sites, but here goes. The best way to plan your escape from financial inertia is to think that you’re worthy and capable of doing so.

Many of the details of Rajiv’s case have been lost with the passage of time, but there’s always something you can do to increase your value at work. Tony Robbins (oh God, we’re quoting Tony Robbins. And only one paragraph after claiming we wanted nothing to do with self-help sites) once said that you should make yourself 15 times more valuable to your employer, a recommendation both numerically precise and somewhat ambitious.

The hospitality career eventually ran its course. Your humble blogger later worked in advertising, an “industry” that attracts people disenfranchised by other, more regimented lines of work. That’s a nice way of saying that along with the free spirits and the extremely casual dressers, advertising attracts drug addicts, alcoholics, and the exceedingly lazy who excuse their inconsistent work ethic as tortured brilliance.

 

Opportunity!

Nowhere is it easier to get ahead than in a place where diligence is rare. Your humble blogger managed to complete the work assigned to him and insist on more. Not so much because doing so looked good, but because there were 8 plodding hours in a workday. Filling them up with as many tasks as possible made the time go faster. And yes, it’s hard not to get noticed when you’re picking up your coworkers’ slack and then some.

It helps to be good at and not hate whatever it is you do for a living. It also helps to quantify everything. When contract time comes up, it’s easy to point at the pile of work you’re accomplishing and compare it to the inferior molehills assembled by your coworkers. Pay equity? (We think they mean “equality”.) Heck and no. Just because employees A, B and C have identical job descriptions doesn’t mean they’re entitled to equal paychecks.

Rajiv could have done this; found opportunities to fill his shift with as much high-value use as possible. Hopefully he did. After that, he might have ordered his family to live on rice and pigeon until that credit card debt was wiped out. Again, intense and brief pain beats dull and enduring pain every day of the week.

Once you get out of the red, and not a moment before, you can start leveraging. That means investing. Refinancing. Buying assets and selling liabilities. Taking the necessary steps to remove you from a situation in which a lifetime of debt is inevitable. Because it isn’t.

You don’t need inherent smarts for this, just a little common sense. And God knows you don’t need a college degree. Rather, to start off you need a decent job, the appropriate attitude, and the belief that while you might not get rich you don’t have to be poor. Oh, and $13 or so.