It would probably never shock anyone unless a sleuth exposed me. I have an alternate character called Sufi Put-pocket. She is a Sufi with unlimited wealth who loves to practice random acts of kindness and beauty as anonymous philanthropy. A struggling single mother never knows why a mysterious basket or healthy and yummy groceries was mysteriously left on her doorstep, Newspaper readers never know why somebody paid the power bill for the local homeless shelter, or how a bronze statue of Mandela suddenly appeared in the main town square or how a new privately owned national park appeared in a threatened wilderness.
Please note, since Sufi is an entirely private creature, the above particulars of wealth and specific actions are not true.
This post was edited by Benedict Arnold at December 24, 2017 11:07 PM MST
I think my expenditures are pretty routine and boring. But you might be surprised that I buy a bag of Life Saver wintergreen mints very often. That is my addiction, my demon, and my most recent pounds.