The Eight-Hundred Dollar Allowance
Language: en
When the third month rolled around and I handed the nanny her $800 allowance for groceries and supplies, she threw her apron on the counter and quit. As she stormed out, she muttered curses under her breath. "The richer they get, the cheaper they are. What the hell am I supposed to do with $800? If you don't have money, don't hire a nanny." Holding my newborn baby, tears streamed silently down my face. When we first got married, Arthur couldn't wait to give me a $10,000 monthly allowance, constantly complaining that I wasn't spending enough. But ever since his newly hired executive…