1-800-416...
1-800-416...
Oh shit! Not again, they're after me.
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Wells fucking Fargo and their army of saccharine service representatives slowly squeezing the life out of our economy--not to mention yours truly.
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And the audacity of their ads?
Reestablished my ass...
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All for a loan on a Masters degree
I'll never have.
(Hey, what can I say? Life happened...)
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Usually, I just dodge the calls
until payday.
Then I stave off the inevitable default;
Scraping together the bare minimum from my just over minimum wage job, I call sounding as depressed as possible.
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So polite and seemingly contrite.
Thank you very much, I say.
Have a good day, I say.
I hang up.
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I mean it's not these people's fault after all. They're just doing their job.
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But fuck...
Lather, rinse, repeat.
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Posted Jul 26, 2018, 6:40 AM UTC · edited