When I was a child, I thought that every person had to collect something. Some kind of social norm. This bothered me a lot, because I couldn't quite figure out what I could collect. After several failed attempts, I finally settled for a specific type of comic books. I bought, read and then neatly stored about 60 of them month after month over the course of several years until finally someone told me that collectors are, often enough, considered weirdos and that I should reconsider wasting that much money. I did, but kept all those comic books, because... well, I'm not stupid, obviously! Those things are as valuable as gold nuggets if one just waits long enough. With a bit of luck, this childhood foolishness of mine would eventually pay for my early retirement, when I sell it to some other geek. So I waited and waited and waited. And now, with my life (optimistically speaking) half-way over, I decided to check on my reserves on eBay.
Imagine my shock when it turned out that the value of those bloody piles of coloured paper has, in fact, even managed to drop over those last years! All that money I spent on them and now I would have to pay people to get rid of them for me! I must make certain to never make such a mistake again. Thankfully, I invested all my remaining money in DVDs. Those will never get old, right? Right?
