On the way to order lots of baked snacks
It is that time of the year that brings the best out of people and at the same time, brings out the worse in people.
It is that time of the year where the incidence of beggars rise exponentially and it is also the time when those volunteers collecting donations become aggressive. My usual tome of "Sorry, I don't have any spare change" simply doesn't cut it anymore even though it is true.
The other day, I was walking to work and some tree hugger asked me a donation to their cause. Of course I said "Sorry, I don't have any spare change" and he replied "Tightarse."
How incredulous! If the cause was to disband Greenpeace or delcare PETA a cult, then I would have gladly contributed. I do not take likely to be called a tightarse. Not one to be insulted, I confronted the tree hugger. I told him something along the lines of "I am not a tight arse" at which point I whipped out my brand new Louis Vuitton wallet and added "If you took credit cards I would have gladly donated."
I then turned around, proceed to the closest store, unzip my Gucci coin holder and bought myself a variety of snacks with my spare change.
Christmas brings out the worse in me.
Friday, December 23, 2005
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