I had a similar (albeit lesser) feeling yesterday when I tried to buy frozen fish and mochi and discovered that $8 was apparently too much for my bank account to handle. Silly me, I had been operating on the assumption that I had at least $100 in there, but since debit card charges show up on one's account WHENEVER THE BANK WANTS, this was not the case.
Someday, we'll look back on all this and laugh. Like maybe tomorrow, when something worse happens and we snap.
Dude, I feel that so extremely, I don't even know how to explain it. My bank suddenly levied my back overdraft penalties on me, all at once, out of the blue. I was left in line at the store, with a cart full of stuff for Amanda's birthday party (to include 14 other little girls, many of them financially better off than us) and my card getting rejected. I almost devolved into primal ooze and made my escape through the cracks in the tiles.
Instead, I put some stuff back, and used up the balance that I had just paid down, the previous day, on my Visa.
Seriously, I'm OWED, MOTHERFUCKERS. The universe had better be planning my (our) surprise party. Possibly August 15th...?
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Someday, we'll look back on all this and laugh. Like maybe tomorrow, when something worse happens and we snap.
Solidarity, brother.
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Instead, I put some stuff back, and used up the balance that I had just paid down, the previous day, on my Visa.
Seriously, I'm OWED, MOTHERFUCKERS. The universe had better be planning my (our) surprise party. Possibly August 15th...?
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