Mojo
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Reply 6 of 48 (Originally posted on: 01-12-03 07:47:01 PM)
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I think we only have as much power as the other person gives us.
I went to get my car insured. I had a suspended license at the time, and the registration was out of date. I used a lot of hairspray, wore a white minidress with high heels and no underwear, blood-red lipstick, and teased my hair up like a slut. All I did was saunter in, lean over the counter, and ask how the manager could help me. The upshot? The manager of the insurance office agreed to take a starter check (the kind they give you on a new account, where you have to write in your name and address in the corner) and to allow me to post-date it nearly two weeks. There was never the promise of any "favors" being exchanged. The whole operation took less than fifteen minutes, and I was down the road with my new insurance card, laughing my ass off at the suckers of the world who made it so easy.
Yeah, it was a sleazy thing to do, and I wouldn't stoop to doing it again, but if a man's going to be a fool and abandon all good business sense just because a slutty-looking blonde smiles and purrs, "Oh, thank you, you've just saved my life!" it's his shortcoming, not mine.
In real daily life, though, in relationships and among people you know, I don't think there's anything funny about causing someone pain and madness, especially if you supposedly love him or care about him. Or her.
"Give me the luxuries of life and I can do without some of the necessities."
-Evelyn Waugh
This reply was last edited on 01-12-03 07:57:14 PM by Mojo.
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