That is not cool.
Last week a high school boy knocked on my door at 7:30 p.m. I was sitting on the couch right in front of the window with the front door open. Dammit, he knew I was there.
I went to the door and, while he was very aware of my aggressive chocolate lab, he went off on a huge speech about this fundraiser/competition that could help him win a scholarship if I wrote a check for a subscription to the Philadelphia Inquirer. Welp, I'm broke but I like to help people. MISTAKE. I also had held my dog back. MISTAKE, okay okay maybe that'd be overreacting (keyword: maybe.)
So the kid told me he'd get the points if i wrote a check and then the Inquirer would need a verbal confirmation before they cashed it, therefore I could just decline and they'd mail me my uncashed check back. He seemed nice enough and since I'd get my money back I figured it would only help to contribute.
I waited for the call for days and before it ever came, the newspaper did. So my mom and my boyfriend Brian both said "The kid lied to you." Of course I wanted to believe the newspaper lied to the boy but the more I think about it the more I realize I have to agree with them. So I wonder, did he just assume because of where I lived and what I look like that I could afford this payment? Or was he just an awful person and wanted to manipulate people to win his scholarship? Either way, he said he'd want to study biology in college... so he better cure cancer. And I did help the paper a little, which needs all the monetary help it can get.
That's how I choose to look at it. Yet unfortunately he has been the last straw in my being overly nice to people lifestyle. Too many times I've been screwed over because I wanted to help and so have many people I know. So when does it end, ever? What's your breaking point? Then again, we could try to be more like God because He doesn't have a breaking point. But I guess that's why He's God.
So the kid told me he'd get the points if i wrote a check and then the Inquirer would need a verbal confirmation before they cashed it, therefore I could just decline and they'd mail me my uncashed check back. He seemed nice enough and since I'd get my money back I figured it would only help to contribute.
I waited for the call for days and before it ever came, the newspaper did. So my mom and my boyfriend Brian both said "The kid lied to you." Of course I wanted to believe the newspaper lied to the boy but the more I think about it the more I realize I have to agree with them. So I wonder, did he just assume because of where I lived and what I look like that I could afford this payment? Or was he just an awful person and wanted to manipulate people to win his scholarship? Either way, he said he'd want to study biology in college... so he better cure cancer. And I did help the paper a little, which needs all the monetary help it can get.
That's how I choose to look at it. Yet unfortunately he has been the last straw in my being overly nice to people lifestyle. Too many times I've been screwed over because I wanted to help and so have many people I know. So when does it end, ever? What's your breaking point? Then again, we could try to be more like God because He doesn't have a breaking point. But I guess that's why He's God.
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