A Hundred Dollars

This afternoon I shopped at Target and spent a hundred dollars without even thinking about it. Some of the items I purchased were necessities (e.g. toilet paper), while a couple were “wants” (e.g. hot chocolate flavored marshmallows). I didn’t even blink an eye when the clerk hit the total button.

There have been many, many times in my life, though, when a hundred dollars felt like a fortune. Past Christmases for our whole family were often funded with less than what I spent in one silly Target run.

I still remember the first time I saw, or at least paid attention to, a hundred dollar bill. I was only six or so, and I was hanging out with my beloved grandaddy at the coffee shop. Before he paid the check, he leaned over and showed me the contents of his wallet. There were a bunch of hundred dollar bills in there and I remember being in awe. I figured Grandaddy must be rich to have that much money, and I asked if he was. He just laughed, and told me no, saying, “A hundred dollars doesn’t buy what it used to.”

I have to wonder what Grandaddy would think about the value of a hundred dollars in 2018. He was a pretty savvy businessman, so I doubt he’d be surprised. One thing’s for sure, it certainly doesn’t buy what it used to.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

29 thoughts on “A Hundred Dollars”

      1. I have to report that today, in true Splendor mode, I not only treated the grandbaby to an extra Xmas pressie I saved us 34 quid, including the four I never spent on crackers for next year cos they had all sold out AND the 30 the I saved by getting this pressie at MORE than half price. Now, I know the MR and I had agreed enough had been spent but I am sure by tomorrow he will see the logic.

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  1. One of my secret joys is watch old tv shows on YouTube from the 50’s and early 60’s, such as Jack Benny and Burns & Allen. Whenever they have scenes in stores (particularly grocery stores) I always pay close attention to the prices. I’m glad my mother never lived to see a $4.00 loaf of bread. – Marty

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