Who needs conventional retirement planning? As the saying goes, if you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life, and that’s truly how I feel stealing copper wire from construction sites and selling it at various scrap yards in my town. And anyway, if that security guard ever follows through on his threat to beat the shit out of me, rendering me incapable of practicing my craft, I’ll have my collection of old Slayer shirts to provide me with a nice little nest egg. Who needs a Roth IRA?
Have you seen how volatile the market’s been in recent years? I hear about people losing all their equity in the stock market all the time. You know what isn’t subject to the unpredictable highs and lows of our capitalist hellscape? My vintage “South of Heaven” tour shirt that I stole from my buddy Craig’s house after he refused to chip in on the three grams of crystal we bought off that guy in the Long John Silver’s parking lot. That bad boy’s sure to fetch me a couple hundred dollars on eBay, which will easily keep me afloat for a couple months. And that’s just one of many.
Just look at this “Diabolus in Musica” shirt! Sure, it’s got what appears to be a mustard stain on the bottom left, and it’s without a doubt Slayer’s worst album, but that priest looks fucking awesome! Who wouldn’t shell out a sizable amount of dough for a chance to strut through the streets with this adorning their torso?
You know what? The more I go through this collection, the more I’m convinced I have everything I need to live comfortably for the rest of my life. Hell, I may even buy a boat or a house in the Hamptons with what I have left over. There’s nothing wrong with treating myself. I can easily fetch hundreds of dollars by saying this shirt with the “Show No Mercy” goat demon is an authentic from the early eighties. No need to mention that I bought it from Hot Topic in 2008. What the customer doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
I’m also aware that you should keep six months of pay stashed aside for emergencies, but I also just unearthed a box of Pantera merch from the early 2000s in the back of my closet. So yeah, you may be stressing out about your finances, but it looks like I’ve got nothing to worry about.
