I have been divulging every spare penny I get to my skydiving fund since AFF#1. I've never been so poor, but I've never been so happy! I speculate dollars transferred into jumps somewhere between my first exit an first 30 seconds in free-fall, but my mind was elsewhere at the time.
I'm a college student right now so I'm poor as dirt to begin with but I work a part time job and get some other work picking up dog shit for the American Kennel Club when shows are near. Some of the dogs are worth more than a twin otter, but their shit still smells terrible.
When times are really tough I roam around campus at night collecting recyclables from trash cans to turn them in for cash. One night I almost got into a straight up brawl for the turf with some Hispanics who tried to claim my findings.
I now know a standard jump ticket is equal to about 1,550 beer cans or 2,250 plastic water bottles...I wish I didn't know that, and I hope you make more money than me, but if you ever jump out at Elsinore I'm the one the one reeking of dog shit and trash with a smile from ear to ear.