Being a PhD student can be very rewarding, though not in the immediately financial sense. Money’s tight, and you have to come up with creative ways to make lunch fun. That pasta and and sausage isn’t going to put tomato sauce on itself now is it.
So once a money when I get my stipend I like to go slash out on a big hot lunch from the common room, trimmings n’all.
It’s only time I’ll be seeing a £20 note that month, so I like to make a dance of it:
And the cashier be like:
I like to think it makes her day.