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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ignorant People (Ignoramus Humanus)

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On my way home from San Diego...


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I just recently got a phone call, from someone who I have not talked for almost a year. The funny thing is, the only way I know and remember this person is because I used to date her daughter. (I'll call it a date anyway).

You see at that time, it was cute, her daughter was cute, I loved her (the daughter) with all my heart. We've met somewhere way back in Mexico, and I supposed we just kinda hit it off. I love chicks with awesome boobs, she liked bad boys with sportbike, hence we always hang out when weekend comes.

The point is, I got burned... I was slaving my ass off, buying gifts taking her (daughter) out, meticulously I even knows what kind of perfume she wears and send her a whole paycheck amount of jewelry for Valentine's Day. I spend countless hours dedicating my time to make her want to be with me.

Then she (the daughter) dropped the bomb on me, she told me I was not her type and that we should be just good friends. I was a fool for not believing that, but the slap in the face comes down fast and hard. She even help manage to help me move in with a new roommate (in which I later find out, was her Ex-Boyfriend).

Supposedly now though, she (the daughter) had graduated with a Master's degree, enjoying life with a rich Irishman (heck she even went vacation to Ireland with the dude). I think this is due to the fact that women prefers assholes who look pretty and can dance like a drunken leprechaun. If I would have told her years back that I came from Ireland and stick some fake beard on my chinny, I might have a chance with her.

To make long story short, fast forward several years. This lady called and told me that she needed help. She needed some money to cover the bills, because she is falling behind...

She got a mortgage that she could not afford
She got a car payment that she could not afford
She doesn't have money to cover the daily necessities

And she needs $600 moolah from me.

Here is the ignoramus part,

Too many people trying to live the American dreams without realizing how much and how far they could afford.

-The fact that I am not even humping her daughter, makes no sense to me whatsoever why am I even on the call list for this favor? -This is ignorant

-The fact that you have a mortgage greater than your monthly paycheck (expecting donations from your kids or someone else) -This is ignorant.

-The fact that mommy's little girl should be there to help her instead. How much does a psychologist makes a year anyway ? -This is ignorant.

-The fact that she thinks that I have not moved on since her daughter dropped the da' bomb on me and that it is not appropriate... - This is ignorant.

Humiliating yourself in the process - PRICELESS!!!

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