


It’s mid-November. Winter is upon us. And there’s only a snowball’s chance in Mexico City that I’ll get the vacation that was dangled before me just a few weeks ago.
I want revenge. I’m tired of being skittish about the economy, of listening to nonstop discussions of how much lower our home values will fall, descriptions of neighborhoods emptied by foreclosures.
If I’m headed for bankruptcy, I want to go in style. I want to wear Prada to the hearing (though I’ve never worn it before), to leave my new Mercedes double-parked in front of the courthouse. Let them repossess my diamonds, my Coach bags. They can scrape the Chanel perfume off my neck and take my $800 leather coat to the cleaners to get the flecks of lobster off (because if I own an $800 leather coat, I’m not taking it off in a restaurant or anywhere else!).
If I start spending now I’d at least get a chance to experience some of those things
before they clap me in irons and haul me away. It’d be so much better than working my butt off to make honest house payments and car payments (on my 8-year-old van) and tuition payments, wouldn’t it?
well, they’ll have to find me first!
| krrobi | Oh, yeah, baby, I'm goin'
Posted Wed, 11/19/2008 - 14:49
Oh, yeah, baby, I'm goin' with you!!!! :)
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