There is no better high than the rush you get off of finding something marked down to one dollar. Oh man, I can feel it a little bit just thinking about it… A full-sized, decent-quality item… a dollar. One dollar. Four quarters. Barely a scrape of the old bank account. You can find enough money for this item in the bottom of your purse, or under the seat of your car.
“How much is this bottle of Sephora Nail Polish?”
“One? Just one dollar?”
“Not more than that? I can hand you this one dollar bill and that’s enough?”
“Got it. So, how many dollars, total?”
“Get out of the store.”