Jun 24, 2010 01:29
Okay, continuing with the positive talk, but not stretching out your friends pages with enormous images I can't edit...
I'm up waiting for the dishwasher to finish so I can take a shower--unless I just get too dang tired. So I'm going to babble.
There is a post in poor_skills about one of those magazine scam team members, someone signed up for a subscription for a kids magazine that would normally cost 23$, but for them to get it through this company it turned out to be 63$.
The magazine company had written on the receipt that if they cancelled their check, they had to pay the debt anyway. The couple who got scammed went ahead and cancelled the check anyway, they are on the way to getting it straightened out by the bank. So not going to be a problem for them.
There was a click in my head as I was reading some of the 88 comments to this. An acquaintance from the church I went to briefly has 10 kids. She's a single woman and she's had a hard life, compounded by her drinking. She divorced her (second?) husband after he cheated on her. She said she had made him swear on the bible that he didn't, and found out later he did.
Well, I thought the swearing on the Bible bit is silly, you're not even supposed to do it anyway. What clicked for me was that this lady said her sons sell magazines. The scammers methods as told by the original poster who had gotten suckered were really commando sales tactics. Dishonest and probably most of the people who get involved in selling never make much of a profit after what "management" takes out. I've heard of them providing big cash prizes for extremely high selling agents. But I'm guessing that that is offset by the money they make off the people they get to sell the subscriptions.
And I'm thinking this woman, the mom of these kids, is such a mess. She says she's in a program for her addiction, but the last time I was at church she insisted on sitting next to me and she was seemingly higher than a kite. I was ticked off. She does a lot of iffy stuff, like tellimg me to babysit her kids, all of a sudden, for no cash, but she'll buy me some junk food. When I'd really really not mind sitting for a dollar an hour if it were really only once in a while for one or two kids. She is always telling me to call her, then she never answers her phone. She says add me to her facebook but I told her I can't find it and she never tried to add me. She apparently is not on anyone else's Facebook from church, or Facebook would already have asked if I wanted to friend her.
I know she is well-known to other people in the church, as a person who receives aid from them and anyplace else she can get it. My impression is she has not much wisdom in finances. And not much wisdom in life choices--my impression is she is just out for herself.
Well, that is the sort of thing than can travel in families, she's probably just caught up in a pattern like that. But her sons are really following in the wrong footsteps.
She does seem to be stepping it up and getting more serious, taking at least on course at church. My friends have talked about her though, and until now she has really not been serious about digging into herself, her life, being prayed over and getting healing, despite many offers from very good people.
All this makes me look at myself and ask me if in my way I am not the same? I just do the same stuff sometimes, go around and around what I should do but don't do much. It might be I am conquering my problems, that they were quite deep and I just needed time and a lot of laps around the outer perimeter until I could finally get closer in and deal with stuff.
Lol, whatever, I'm getting tired and I think I'll just have to hit the sack and not do anything more or I'll not be able to sleep at all.
But I keep thinking why do I always end up hiding in the shadows with Bad Company? I avoid people who seem quite good, for friendship with people who don't move ahead. But then, I grew up with people who were seemingly honest but were really really hollow and selfish. Who always knew how to say the right thing, but were never real. And they were my parents. So what am I supposed to be?
church,
childhood influences,
parents,
dishonesty,
friends