#for extra psychic damage the slightly more expensive stuff also tends to last five times as long as the cheap shit

[tyrannosaurus-trainwreck]

I cannot stress enough, from the bottom of my fucking heart, that life is too goddamned short to be out here buying shitty potato peelers that hurt your hands and don’t really work that great for $5 when $10 will get you a sturdy, comfortable, very effective one.

Just in general, if there is something you’re out here using on a very regular basis, especially if it’s for a chore or task you already don’t like that much, it’s 100% worth it to get the “nice” version.  If you’re broke, it’s something you can ask for as a birthday/holiday/just-because gift from loved ones who aren’t broke.

Like, you know how Disney parks have what they call “touch points,” where if it’s something guests are interacting with in a big way, they want it to be as nice as possible to give guests a really good impression?  That is in fact a thing that works.  It can in fact make your life better, or worse.

I know sometimes it can feel dumb to spend the extra money, effort, or time to get the good version because no version of this tool exists that’s going to make it fun or awesome to peel potatoes or clean the litter box or mop the living room.  Unfortunately, it is not dumb and will in fact improve your life.

I know most people don’t think of it in terms of “Oh, ha ha, it’s not worth spending the extra $5 to get a good kitty litter scoop.  I’d rather use that five bucks on a single fancy cup of coffee on the way to work and spend every day for the foreseeable future fighting with this flimsy piece of garbage that can barely stand up to the job and that I have to handle just so or it will snap in half on me.” Unfortunately, that’s about what it boils down to in actual practice. 

Also unfortunately, it’s unbelievable how much mental energy is sapped by being surrounded by stuff you hate using because it’s the cheapest version of the thing that wouldn’t spontaneously combust when you touched it, or it’s busted but not completely busted yet, or it doesn’t work great but it hasn’t absolutely fallen the fuck apart on you.

Plus I think we’ve all got that socks-and-underwear-giving relative who’d be like “Finally, my time has come!” if you asked them for a sensible gift like non-scratchy towels or nice sheets, so you’re making your life materially better and also letting them fulfill some weird primal nesting instinct by proxy.

#for extra psychic damage the slightly more expensive stuff also tends to last five times as long as the cheap shit #and tends to be way easier to take care of than the cheap shit #life advice