i don't like money. i don't really like having it, and it is sometimes annoying when i don't. perhaps, that's why i don't like money. in any case ?¿ items given from other people to me that cost any perceptible amount of money make me feel awkward: this is because it creates a debt in my mind that i cannot repay. even if such things are given in a
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It's not something people expect to have repayed, its more a case of: "here are these little bits of paper and metal. *_^ Apparently I can trade these in for things that the people I care about will enjoy. Huzzah! I shall now do so!"
Like today...you were in ned of food, I had the facilities with which to get food. So I got food for you. The circle of life continues. It's not that I want you to feel beholden to me, and it most certainly is not pity money. If times happen to be good for me, they aren't going to stay good for long if I don't make them good for the people I care about...like you. If you don't feel comfortable about getting a big present, then I stick by my earlier plan of getting you some lollies like the ones I brought to uni today. Giant bag o' lollies and you will be sugar-highed for family-annoyance day! Woot!
I shall also do the same for Fiona, who for some rason feels wierd about lunch buying and seems to remember me getting her some club entry fee or something. Meh.
In conclusion, suck it in and realise that people care about you. And I'm well-aware that the few cases you speak of are/include me. No mooching, just receiving love in the form of lunchables.
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