My dad always said, “Never pay a man for something you can butcher yourself.” He meant it literally. I grew up in a rural area, and we’d buy half a cow or hunt deer. We’d spend the whole weekend cutting, wrapping, and freezing meat. He was proud we didn’t “waste money” on a butcher. Fast forward 20 years. I live in the city now. Last month, I spent 6 hours trying to break down a whole chicken because I refused to pay the extra $2 for the pre-cut pieces. I watched 4 YouTube videos, made a colossal mess, and almost took a finger off. It hit me: It’s not 1985. I’m not saving the milk money to survive the winter. I’m just stubborn. My time is worth something now, and honestly, the stress of “doing it yourself” isn’t the badge of honor I thought it was. It took me a long time to realize that paying for convenience doesn’t make me weak, it makes me sane. What’s the thing your old man drilled into you that you’re finally realizing might be obsolete (or just crazy)? submitted by /u/DCdj39
Originally posted by u/DCdj39 on r/AskMen