Open Chair Transcript

Open Chair: My Name Is Michael

A dramatized Open Chair testimony about bargains, scarcity, saving useful things, and learning that leaving one deal behind can be a real step toward freedom.

Meeting Chair: Thanks for coming back, everybody. You know the shape of this room. We listen. We do not rescue. Share what is yours to share. Pass if you need to. Michael, I believe you wanted some time tonight.

Michael: Yeah. Thanks.

Michael: My name is Michael, and I have a hard time leaving things behind.

Michael: I should be clearer than that.

Michael: I have a hard time leaving a deal behind.

Michael: I grew up poor. I do not mean short-on-cash poor. I mean we counted pennies on the kitchen table on the first of the month and hoped they stretched to the thirty-first.

Michael: My mother could make a dollar last three days and still put dinner on the table. She did not waste money. She did not waste anything.

Michael: A ripped sheet became rags. A jar became a drinking glass. A broken radio stayed on the shelf for the parts she was going to pull out of it someday.

Michael: She never pulled the parts out.

Michael: She just kept believing she would.

Michael: I did not start hoarding deals. I started being smart.

Michael: That is what I told myself.

Michael: This table was marked down sixty percent. I did not need a table. But sixty percent was practically stealing it.

Michael: These chairs were from somebody's estate sale. Solid wood. Good bones. I could reupholster them.

Michael: I cannot reupholster a chair.

Michael: I have not tried to reupholster a single chair.

Michael: But the possibility lived in the garage with the chairs, so it felt like I had not given up on the idea.

Michael: My garage has a lot of possibilities.

Michael: The thing about a good deal is it makes you feel like you won. Somebody else was going to pay full price. You beat the system.

Michael: I beat the system so many times my home stopped looking like a home and started looking like a clearance aisle.

Michael: A living room full of bargains is still full.

Michael: My neighbor moved last spring.

Michael: Nice guy. Moving to a smaller place. He had a workbench full of tools he could not take.

Michael: He asked if I wanted them.

Michael: I said yes before he finished the sentence.

Michael: I did not need the tools. I have tools. I have tools I bought on sale that I have never taken out of the packaging.

Michael: But saying no felt wrong. Like turning down food when you are hungry.

Michael: Except I was not hungry for tools.

Michael: I was hungry for the feeling that I was the kind of person who said yes to life. Who grabbed opportunities. Who did not let a good thing slip by.

Michael: That workbench is still in my garage. Right next to the chairs I was going to reupholster.

Michael: And the boxes of flooring I bought when the hardware store was going out of business.

Michael: And the bicycle I found on the curb that just needed a new tire.

Michael: I have had that bicycle for three years.

Michael: It still needs a tire.

Michael: I told the story about the tools in here a few weeks ago.

Michael: Somebody said, do not beat yourself up. You were trying to be prepared.

Michael: And I nodded. But something bothered me about that.

Michael: It was not about being prepared.

Michael: It was about being scared.

Michael: Every bargain I brought home was a way of saying, what if I never have enough again?

Michael: What if the good times end What if this is the last chance?

Michael: What if I am still the kid counting pennies on the kitchen table?

Michael: I am not that kid.

Michael: I have enough.

Michael: I have more than enough.

Michael: I have a garage full of things that prove I am still afraid of running out.

Michael: But I am not running out.

Michael: I ran out thirty years ago, and my body kept looking for the next deal like my next meal depended on it.

Michael: The thing I finally did was not the garage.

Michael: Not the chairs.

Michael: Not the workbench.

Michael: It was the tag.

Michael: I was in the store. End of the aisle. A lamp marked down to seven dollars. Good lamp. Solid brass. Nothing wrong with it.

Michael: I reached for it. And I heard myself think: where are you going to put this?

Michael: Not a practical question.

Michael: A real question.

Michael: Where are you going to put this in a home that is already full?

Michael: And I put the lamp back.

Michael: I do not know if that sounds small to you.

Michael: It did not feel small to me.

Michael: It felt like the first time I chose what was already here over what I could still get.

Michael: I left the store.

Michael: I went home.

Michael: I looked at my garage with the bike and the chairs and the workbench and the boxes of flooring.

Michael: And I thought: I am not going to rescue any of you.

Michael: I am going to live in my house.

Meeting Chair: Thank you, Michael.

Meeting Chair: Before we leave it there, a reminder for the room. If things in your home have created immediate danger, blocked exits, fire risk, medical concerns, abuse, neglect, animal safety, or legal deadlines, please reach for qualified help. You do not have to figure that out alone.

Meeting Chair: And for the rest of us who recognized a bargain we did not need, maybe the question for this week is small enough.

Meeting Chair: What is one tag you could leave behind?