Don’t deny it, you consider yourself to be an economist, infact you are an aficionado. In your point of view nothing must be wasted. So you ensure that you use up all the paste in your toothpaste tube before discarding it.
Every morning, you press the tube firmly to expel the paste onto your tooth brush. You have been doing this for some weeks and the paste has finished. The once bulgy and weighty tube is now flaccid. But we are in an economic recession so you don’t want to shell out money to replace the tooth paste yet. You believe that somewhere in the tube, some paste is hiding and must be expelled.
“Leave me alone! Can’t you see that I am empty?” the tube wails to you as you keep pressing up to the tip.
“Keep quiet! You must release all the hidden paste, my money must not go to waste!” You order as you squeeze the tube with all your might.
But nothing is coming out, the paste has finished and you just need to buy a new one!
But because you are a wicked someborri who does not give up easily, you pick up your scissors to slice the tube into two.
“Please don’t do this to me!” The tube cries as it realizes that its body will undergo mutilation.
You deftly slice open the tube and with a satisfied grunt, you insert your toothbrush into the belly of the tube and scoop the paste onto the brush.
“Is this not toothpaste?” You hiss as you move to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
You tie the mutilated tube in a black polythene for use the next day.
“Go and buy new tooth paste, stop using remnants on us” Your teeth yells at you.
“No! There is still some paste left. I must use it all up. My money must not waste!” You reply.
For a week, your teeth suffer the indignity of being brushed with an almost pasteless brush.
“At least the foam is still there, I can feel the taste of the paste” You tell yourself by way of consolation.
“If you cannot buy new paste, use charcoal or chewing stick for Christ sake!” Your teeth laments.
As you pick up the mutilated tube to scavenge for paste, you discover that the tube is sparkling clean. Not even a drop of paste can be seen on the belly of the tube any longer. At this point in time, your economic minds tells you that the game is over. It is time to buy new tooth paste regardless of the economic recession blowing across your pocket.
As you discard the empty mutilated toothpaste tube into the dust bin, it shakes its head in disgust at you and yells;
“May God forgive you!”
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