Jay IDK Quotes

When I was growing up, my family was so poor we couldn't afford to pay attention.

Like a lot of you, I grew up in a family on the ragged edges of the middle class. My daddy sold carpeting and ended up as a maintenance man. After he had a heart attack, my mom worked the phones at Sears so we could hang on to our house.

My parents were very strapped for cash when we were growing up.

I come from a humble background, where my family was struggling to be called middle class.

Growing up low income and poor, I didn't have the best relationship with money.

I know what it's like to be a teenager in Orange County. I know what it's like to be a kid in L.A. I know what it's like to not have any money and have your lights turned off. I know what it's like to live in a house with five rooms.

My dad was a civil servant before he retired, and my mum worked, too. We could not always get three meals in a day; sometimes we'd struggle.

Growing up, we really didn't have a lot of money.

My family, like many families here in South Carolina, have faced difficult financial situations.

I grew up in a poor family. I had to cut everyone's hair, because we didn't have money for entertainment.

I would say that many of the characters in my stories do not live in true poverty - they are not out on the street; they are not wondering if there will be anything to eat in the next week. They are people who are at the lower echelons of the economic strata.

Footage of people camped out at Best Buy or elsewhere is not remotely a celebration. Rather, it's a reminder of just how economically distressed a large percentage of our populace is.

When I was a kid in Houston, we were so poor we couldn't afford the last 2 letters, so we called ourselves po'.

There is nothing worse than being ashamed of parsimony or poverty.

I was raised really poor and so was my husband.

After we were married, we were broke. Flat broke. Not only did we not have health insurance, we could barely keep a roof over our heads, let alone have the kind of coin to throw around on onesies and Pampers.

My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of significant financial means. I always told them, 'I didn't always have what I wanted. I always had what I needed.' My parents always provided that.

I was the second of six kids. I wouldn't say we were poor; we had no money. That's different.

My family in general - they're troubled or poorer people.

My background's working class. My parents had to work to make ends meet. We don't come from any sense of privilege.

I don't come from a rich family - it's not like we lived in a cardboard box, but we didn't have a ton of money.

None of my friends were ever as broke as I was.

I didn't have any extra money. But I can't say that I had a hard early career.

A middle child, I was born in the depths of the Great Depression. My dad and mom were factory workers, struggling to make ends meet.

… there are a great many people who not only can make no budget but can barely manage to exist with their families on what they earn from day to day