Think about yourself: suppose you did well and became worth, say, $100 million. What do you do next?
Me?
Ass sitting. Spending it on family and friends. Doing odd hobbies. Work ain’t gonna happen. Why in heck should I? Just the annual return on that (say 5 million after taxes) is more than I can spend.
I don’t want or need a 300 foot yacht. Don’t need to take a sub to Titanic. Not interested in going to Mars. God bless those who have these ambitions but I’d rather hang out with friends by the pool.https://x.com/Mark_E_Noonan/status/1940127883474981159?t=weMiawupPtQyFnXRPPQA6g&s=19
Are people in earnest about this? That they’d be happy to sit by the pool and do nothing in the prime of their lives? Every time I’ve tried to take “do-nothing” days, by day two I would start getting depressive and develop symptoms of exotic illnesses.
What are people going to talk to their friends about by the side of that pool? Gossip? Celebrity news? The post was written by a man, so I assume he isn’t planning to breastfeed and try to recover from giving birth by the poolside.
If I somehow came across $100 000, I’d buy this house:
Plant a ton of trees around it and then continue doing exactly what I’m doing.
Or probably this one:
But I’d continue working exactly like now because I’m loving it. Why would I be doing it at all if I didn’t?
Most of the aspects of my life I constituted myself and I’m happy with how I did it. Of course, I wanted three kids but that was out of my hands.
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