Friday, October 22, 2004

 

Big money baller

This morning I got a call that I have to have the money for first three months rent ready by this afternoon. So, I went to the bank and made a withdrawal. Now, I was asked to pay cash with local currency so instead of a having a few crisp US bills on me I had to walk around town with about 3 million Zambian Kwacha in my backpack. I felt like a rich man until my sad realization that all that money was only a couple hundred dollars. The funny thing was that while walking around I started to get a bit paranoid and felt like everyone knew I had all this money on me. It was really weird cause I just kept feeling that everyone that looked my way knew I had the money and was plotting to rob me. Yeah, it was along walk. But on the bright side I think the paranoia was a good thing because now I can justify my broke ass existence. I mean if that is how I get walking around with a couple hundred on me then lord knows I’m better of broke. If I was rich ad successful it just might not be good for my well being.
Happily broke
Mambo

Comments:
It's always good to find a new reason to justify why it is better off being broke than being happy. I take this attitude to many aspects of my life.
I think I would be very sad if I had money (my life would be miserable) I think that not having nice clothes or looking good or having stinky breath are all better in the long run. I think I would be really miserable if I was happy with friends and money and a nice car. It is far better not to have any of those things. And thanks to you I have now found another reason to justify my sad pitiful broke existance.

Marcus
 
Well, someone's glass is half empty, innit?. Bruv, anytime I can make someone feel better about their broke status I feel I'm just doing my part in this world. Who needs a nice car? The nicer your car the more people will want to rob you. Tink bout it!
 
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