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My mother told me that money was the dirtiest thing around. I decided it was because people kept it in their bums.
That belief lingered and when I was a cashier in HS I almost vomitted when someone handed me a damp dollar bill.
When i was younger i got 2 dollars a week for allowance. my dad sometimes ran out of 1 dollar bills so he gave me a 5 and took 3 of mi dollars. that made me so angry. i didnt know much about money or math so i just thought my dad was stealing from me.
I remember not understaning why, when my parents paid for something with a credit card, the cashier gave the card back to them. I had thought a credit card was something like a plastic dollar bill.
When you are very poor you "can't make end's meat." End's meat is some sort of cheap very low quality meat.
I thought when I was a kid that people just went to the bank to get money, like it was simply a money source. I was always so confused as to why my parents would complain about having no money.
When my sister and I were young we would pester our parents for a McDonalds but the only reply we got was: "Sorry, we don't have McDonalds money". For a while I believed that there were coins bearing Ronalds face.
For the longest time (maybe until I was 10 or 11) I could have sworn that there was a 3 dollar bill. I thought I had remembered seeing one and then I never saw one again. I don't know why or where I thought I saw this, but it stuck with me.
I didn't know what it meant to be "filthy rich", so I decided that the difference between the rich people and us is that they don't have to eat their apples to the end, and would throw them away after the first bite.
I used to think when I was little that you had to actually make your money by cutting out pices of paper and use a pencil to draw the faces of the presidents. I thought this for many years until my mom told me about money and how i should save it up.
When I first learned that gold was very soft and that pirates used to bite their coins to ensure that the loot was composed of real gold, I ran around the house biting every metal object I could find. If the item bent when I bit into it, I made sure to inform my mother of its enormous monetary value. I am sure she was delighted to find me gnawing on bracelets and spoons.
I used to have a strange belief that everything would happen at least once in your life, like a bee sting, or a house fire, or anything, it was only until i once read the chances of winning the lottery that it became apparent that this is not true!
When i was little and wanted to spend some money MUM
would say i could have anything i wanted, when our ship came IN. so i really believed we owned a ship
We grew up abroad, and didn't get many foreign newspapers and anything American was considered a real treat. When I overheard my parents talking about subscribing to a newspaper that I understood to be called The Herald Tribillion, I assumed this meant that each issue cost tribillion dollars. I reached the happy, yet misguided, opinion that we were phenomenally rich.
i used to always think that there was someonesiting ina little both behined the cash machine fedding money and cards in and out and i used to always worry about the man iinsed the tv-who was controling it-not having enogh food.
I used to think that cashback meant that the supermarket gave you free money back. So if your shopping was less than £50 you could get your shopping free and get some extra money on top.
It was only a few years ago that I was told that the money actually comes out from your account.
I used to believe that the term "401(k)" reffered to how much money was in the account - $401,000. This belief was further strengthened when I saw an article talking about "how to stop your 401(k) from turning into a 200.5(k)."
When I was young, I thought Monopoly money was real money so I'd sneak into the game closet and steal it out of the Monopoly box and hide it in my dresser. My mom found the stash after a few weeks and asked me what the heck I was doing with half the Monopoly money in my room. I nervously told her I was saving up for a pony.
She laughed at me until I cried.
When i was about 5 or 6 my grandfather would take me and my brother to bury a penny. He told us that it would turn into a dollar, and what do you know, every time we went back a couple of days later, there would be a dollar. He really had us going for a couple of years.
I used to think that the Night Safe outside a bank did what the cash machine, or "hole in the wall", does: that you could stick a note in it (presumably with your name and bank details) and get money out. Thus, I was ahead of my time, as I was a small child in the late 1970s/early ‘80s, in the days before "holes in the wall"!
I used to think that "checks and balances" were some how related to balancing your check book. Actually, I believed this until 7th or 8th grade.