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>> I had a few years of financial struggle as a high schooler and student, to the point where I was constantly hungry and very skinny Why didn't you just steal

>> I had a few years of financial struggle as a high schooler and student, to the point where I was constantly hungry and very skinny Why didn't you just steal food? That's what I did when I was poor. There's a store the size of a city block a 5 minute walk away from me, there are tons and tons of food stacked up in that store, any type of food you could want, and I'm going to go bed hungry? That didn't really make sense to me. I never went to bed hungry. I respect property rights now, of course, because my belly is full.

riku_iki 3y ago
In rich country, one likely can apply for some food stamps if can't afford food. In poor country, store owners are likely not that rich too, and will fight hard those who steal.
- nasmorn 3y ago
  In a rich country a few percent of the population can easily live just on the food thrown away at supermarkets.
heavensent 3y ago
If there was ever a line between sarcasm and questionable advice, this comment does a good job of walking on it. >I respect property rights now, of course, because my belly is full.
- the_real_cher 3y ago
  It's a really strong truism though.
sethammons 3y ago
When I was poor and in high school, I lived alone for a very long while in a house that my dad had started to remodel but then he got distracted by a woman and moved to her place. This meant winter in a house in the mountains literally missing a whole wall. We lived in the middle of nowhere. I hitched rides to school from friends, neighbors, and rarely family. There was no store to steal from, so I stole food from the school. I was on free lunch, so I'd steal an extra hamburger, sell it for half price to a kid for 50 cents, and I would use that to buy a can of soup when I could get someone to stop by the store. That would be my dinner that I cooked over a wood burning stove since I could warm up that bedroom but the kitchen was missing a wall and was _cold_ (between 20-40 Fahrenheit, but, again, poor, so no good warm clothes). My dad would give $20 every now and then, and I'd use that to buy potatoes that I'd heat in a toaster oven. A plain potato, a school lunch hamburger, and usually a 50ish percent chance for can of soup was what I ate. I was skinny and hungry. A few years later, I would be able to eat regularly (and now I am doing more than ok), but it took nearly two decades to be comfortable throwing out a plate of food; the poor, hungry kid in me wasn't sure when the next food would come even though I now had food aplenty.
TheCapeGreek 3y ago
I was getting food regularly, just not enough. 2 peanut butter sandwiches, plates of rice and minimal meat don't do much when you walk 2h a day on average. I was broke and not in a position to help myself as much as I was studying and building my skillset, not absolutely despondent.

riku_iki 3y ago

In rich country, one likely can apply for some food stamps if can't afford food. In poor country, store owners are likely not that rich too, and will fight hard those who steal.

nasmorn 3y ago
In a rich country a few percent of the population can easily live just on the food thrown away at supermarkets.

heavensent 3y ago

If there was ever a line between sarcasm and questionable advice, this comment does a good job of walking on it. >I respect property rights now, of course, because my belly is full.

the_real_cher 3y ago
It's a really strong truism though.

sethammons 3y ago

When I was poor and in high school, I lived alone for a very long while in a house that my dad had started to remodel but then he got distracted by a woman and moved to her place. This meant winter in a house in the mountains literally missing a whole wall. We lived in the middle of nowhere. I hitched rides to school from friends, neighbors, and rarely family. There was no store to steal from, so I stole food from the school. I was on free lunch, so I'd steal an extra hamburger, sell it for half price to a kid for 50 cents, and I would use that to buy a can of soup when I could get someone to stop by the store. That would be my dinner that I cooked over a wood burning stove since I could warm up that bedroom but the kitchen was missing a wall and was _cold_ (between 20-40 Fahrenheit, but, again, poor, so no good warm clothes). My dad would give $20 every now and then, and I'd use that to buy potatoes that I'd heat in a toaster oven. A plain potato, a school lunch hamburger, and usually a 50ish percent chance for can of soup was what I ate. I was skinny and hungry. A few years later, I would be able to eat regularly (and now I am doing more than ok), but it took nearly two decades to be comfortable throwing out a plate of food; the poor, hungry kid in me wasn't sure when the next food would come even though I now had food aplenty.

TheCapeGreek 3y ago

I was getting food regularly, just not enough. 2 peanut butter sandwiches, plates of rice and minimal meat don't do much when you walk 2h a day on average. I was broke and not in a position to help myself as much as I was studying and building my skillset, not absolutely despondent.