I drove up the driveway today and saw that Kubota had borrowed my 20' long, 2' wide ratchet strap. For some reason he wanted it to be 15 feet long so he cut it.
Somehow it does not penetrate that every $20 (replacement cost) of equipment that gets destroyed kills two hours of my life.
Not, not just pulling the plug on my life-support machine two hours earlier. Killing two hours of me in the prime of my life.
Joe Dominguez in the book Your Money or Your Life has the reader calculate how much money they net for each hour of their life that is consumed by work. No, this is more than the net-after-taxes.
Mr Dominguez has you add up all of the hours you must devote to work, including your commute time and the work you take home...even the hour you spend at happy-hour every day that you would not otherwise need if you did not work. Then he has you subtract out the cost of "costuming" and transportation from your take-home. For many people, they end up with a net-per-hour of $10.
Mr Dominguez points out that spending $15 for lunch, for instance, just nullified 90 minutes of your life that you will never get back. Do you really want to lose 90 minutes or would you rather eat a couple of PB&J sandwiches for $3 and pocket the extra 72 minutes of your life for better purposes?
So when anybody destroys $20 of equipment, it is as if two hours of my life just vaporized.
Incidentally, the quote "You're killing me, Smalls" is from the movie Sandlot.