I control you and that wallet of yours. Every single one of your paychecks is mine. Your bank account, your credit cards, your cash, all of it is mine. You don't deserve it. You don't know how to manage your own money. So I'll do it for you. A pathetic boy like you would only waste your paycheck on silly things like dinner with friends, tickets to sporting events, games, unnecessary electronics, I could go on. You know I am right. You can't handle and you don't deserve your paycheck. Your wallet is now mine. I control everything you do, what you eat, and where you can go. Look, I already have your last paycheck. $640 in cold, hard cash. You can have $40 as an allowance for the month. Don't spend it all in one place! If you have a larger expenditure, you must beg me to fund it for you. You don't have control here. I do sweetheart, so fork over that cash!