#1 –– Misplaced shameMy dad came back from the bank one Saturday afternoon (it was 1977 in Madrid, so, no online or phone banking, not even ATMs). My mom asked what had taken him so long, wanting to blame him for the cold spaghetti.Smiling, he told u...

Dear ,LinkedIn was burning me out, so I've quit.But I want to continue to share my insights and stories about money ghosts, because I know it's a topic that intrigues many people––maybe it resonates with you?If that's the case and you'd like to get s...