It’s only 3AM. I’ve been racing against the sun and wasting a lot of time on lame phone conversations and excessive climbing, but i’m not losing money… only time and that’s, priceless.
Today, I went to the miller mart across campus and had a peer tell me about his goal: a trip to Paris. Intrigued, I was. So, what does this have to do with me? What did he have to do? sell magazine subscriptions and earn “points.” So, what did I do? I bought something, of course…It reminded me of a subscription I bought for one of my friends that I wouldn’t even consider a friend, anymore. Oh yeah, I didn’t even buy anything from the miller mart nor did I find out what was so appealing about Paris, especially as a male.
Earlier in the week, my sister and I were leaving a lunch spot on my way to work and we had two ladies approach me about the D.A.R.E. program. What was their goal: over $3 million in donations. So, what did I do? I made a donation, of course. For once, I don’t know what I’m saying and I don’t know why I am so reluctant to spend money on other people and their goals. BUT she gave me a book, a baby book. I only know one person with a baby.
Not that it matters, they’ll never see me again and I doubt they’ll remember my name. Names are useless anyways, faces are what matters. I was always good with names. If I had a nickel for every person that told me my name was ‘pretty……