Fake Flowers
Just use a bottle opener
I take lots of risks. Many I probably can’t justify, like riding a bicycle in Kyiv, where the benefit of arriving places a few minutes earlier couldn’t possibly justify the risk of a horrible accident multiplied by the value I place on my own life.
Similarly, I probably don’t check my wallet often enough to see if I’ll be able to afford one low-sulfite beverage at least once a week. Now, granted, there’s the concept of bounded rationality— namely, if I took out one day a week to walk to work and look for Mukuzani bargains, I’d probably feel a little more safe and content, but I’d be throwing away a seventh of my life before that.