Carrot Card
HSBC called me up yesterday when I was having breakfast with Baby. The usual marketing blitz, how I am ‘selected’ to be among the small group of clients they are offering for their gold card and it’s all hassle free (and subscription free for a year) as they will be sending down their courier and things like that.
She overheard the conversation and tugged at my hand, mouthing the word she wants a subscription card. I then asked the marketing guy if it is possible to get a sub-card as well and he said he would do it for me pronto.
After I put down the phone, I asked Baby why the hell she need a sub-card from me, seeing that she has more credit cards than I do atm cards. “Well, I don’t know, it would feel nice showing it to my girlfriends. And beside, its free right?”
I thought that was that.
Until later in the day when she sms me while I was having my chicken rice. She was out shopping with her girlfriends.
Apparently Gucci is having a sale.
I looked at the speared chicken breast meat on my fork.
Hmm… this is a coincidence right?
Right?
Men ... are sent into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.
~ Horace Walpole
She overheard the conversation and tugged at my hand, mouthing the word she wants a subscription card. I then asked the marketing guy if it is possible to get a sub-card as well and he said he would do it for me pronto.
After I put down the phone, I asked Baby why the hell she need a sub-card from me, seeing that she has more credit cards than I do atm cards. “Well, I don’t know, it would feel nice showing it to my girlfriends. And beside, its free right?”
I thought that was that.
Until later in the day when she sms me while I was having my chicken rice. She was out shopping with her girlfriends.
Apparently Gucci is having a sale.
I looked at the speared chicken breast meat on my fork.
Hmm… this is a coincidence right?
Right?
Men ... are sent into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.
~ Horace Walpole