2006-11-29

the synchronicity of the long distance caller.

Is it unhealthy to want to move into the middle of nowhere and live off dirt and acid rain? Somehow I am driven to believe the acid rain would cure my ails and the dirt would remind me who I am. kind of like pooping ;) I am having a problem with the fact that I need money to survive. I realize its not exactly true. If I was broke I am positive I would not perish but I mean I would rather live under a roof. I would rather eat at my will. I would still, even though the other sounds enjoyable, like to leave my house fully clothed. If i didn't I would be fined for indecent exposure anyways and still need money to pay the damn fine. The problem is that is what it is all about with so many people and behind so many ideas. I received a call from bell today (which is crazy weird because of other aspects) they were trying to sell me a long distance package. I already have one. 'well, you are not receiving our newest and most valued package, your package is out dated'. So! I shop at friggin' value village I am not so much worried about how outdated my things are. Not to mention the package he wanted me to buy was in fact 3 dollars more and I was to inherit 500 more long distance minutes a month that I would not use. I will admit he was good though. His rebuttals were excellent and he really did make me feel obligated. I perservered and came out unscathed. The point though is that he wants that sale so badly he is willing to convince me that I am not getting ripped off when indeed I will end up with less money in order for himself to make commission. With that said, I choose to fight him because I want my money to stay where it is.
It just reminds me of how greedy we are. especially when people are calling my house to ask for my money. He might as well asked to borrow 50 dollars. I would have been more likely to give in.
Do you understand? He wants my money and keeps pushing for it and I want my money and keep pushing away from his sale.
Christ.
I dont know where the line of demarcation is...give me a sign.
If he really wants my money so badly next time he calls I am going to have my paycheques directly deposited into his bank account and tell him to make me dinner I'm coming over and its the least he can do.
I hate money.

Katrina at 8:05 PM

2006-11-29

the synchronicity of the long distance caller.

Is it unhealthy to want to move into the middle of nowhere and live off dirt and acid rain? Somehow I am driven to believe the acid rain would cure my ails and the dirt would remind me who I am. kind of like pooping ;) I am having a problem with the fact that I need money to survive. I realize its not exactly true. If I was broke I am positive I would not perish but I mean I would rather live under a roof. I would rather eat at my will. I would still, even though the other sounds enjoyable, like to leave my house fully clothed. If i didn't I would be fined for indecent exposure anyways and still need money to pay the damn fine. The problem is that is what it is all about with so many people and behind so many ideas. I received a call from bell today (which is crazy weird because of other aspects) they were trying to sell me a long distance package. I already have one. 'well, you are not receiving our newest and most valued package, your package is out dated'. So! I shop at friggin' value village I am not so much worried about how outdated my things are. Not to mention the package he wanted me to buy was in fact 3 dollars more and I was to inherit 500 more long distance minutes a month that I would not use. I will admit he was good though. His rebuttals were excellent and he really did make me feel obligated. I perservered and came out unscathed. The point though is that he wants that sale so badly he is willing to convince me that I am not getting ripped off when indeed I will end up with less money in order for himself to make commission. With that said, I choose to fight him because I want my money to stay where it is.
It just reminds me of how greedy we are. especially when people are calling my house to ask for my money. He might as well asked to borrow 50 dollars. I would have been more likely to give in.
Do you understand? He wants my money and keeps pushing for it and I want my money and keep pushing away from his sale.
Christ.
I dont know where the line of demarcation is...give me a sign.
If he really wants my money so badly next time he calls I am going to have my paycheques directly deposited into his bank account and tell him to make me dinner I'm coming over and its the least he can do.
I hate money.

Katrina at 8:05 PM