You know what bugs me about having to write down beneficiaries for money? Two things:
1. I have to request or steal the most prized possession of my loved ones — their social security number — then have them indefinitely worry that I will steal their identity or otherwise misuse the knowledge.
2. If I do ask them for the information there’s no happy surprise. “Oh emmm geeeee, Poppy left me money?!?! That’s so RAD!” Honestly, this is the way I prefer to operate so I guess I’ll hafta steal a social security number or two…
I’m bringing this much money to Vermont:
Know why? Cuz I don’t remember the PIN to my bank card. How sad is that? Yah, that’s pretty sad. Clearly I’ll have to rectify the PIN situation or I guess I’ll be writing myself a lot of checks for cash. It amuses me to think of myself at 80, hunched over a counter, writing a check to myself. Maybe I’ll just never fix the PIN issue on purpose.
I don’t think I’ll get to post again for the weekend, so I’ll add in one more money thing: Adam “Warbucks” Avitable is turning one year older on Monday. (What? 31 now? Olllllld.) Please make sure to send your condolences to him sometime over the weekend! And make sure to send him presents in the form of retirement funds. He expects to retire by 35!