Every night, before I turn in for my super restful full night of eight hours of beauty sleep (hahaha just kidding, I have four kids), there is one important task that I do to ensure that I will be able to survive the early morning hours:I grind my coffee beans, load up my coffee maker, and program that bad boy to start brewing while I’m still slumbering, luring me out of my warm and cozy bed and downstairs to my computer, where I am able to make money to buy more coffee.
I’m a person who has always loved being busy. In high school, I thrived on keeping a full slate. I was president and vice president of several clubs, and I played multiple sports and did lots of volunteer and other extracurricular activities. I kept a grueling academic schedule and, of course, a part-time job as a lifeguard. This all kept me constantly on the go.
Spotting the bright yellow sticker curling from the corner, I eagerly pounced on the box of tampons I had just placed on the conveyor belt. “Save $1 Now!” the coupon proclaimed. I peeled it off as if it were going to self-destruct at any moment, and triumphantly handed it over to the cashier, who hadn’t even noticed the drama unfolding over my stash of feminine products. There’s no doubt about it — few can resist the lure of a good coupon. But is the coupon culture all it’s cracked up to be?