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The Root of all Evil

4 Jan

Show me the money!!

 

This may very well make me seem  like an unfeeling/insensitive and selfish asshole–but truth me told, I’m totally fine with that.

What is it you ask?

I NEVER LEND FRIENDS MONEY!

Okay, that’s not say I never have before (in the past … when I was young and dumb) but as a general rule I don’t lend. If a friend or family member is in a bind–yes I might give but loan??

^^^^^ What they said!!!^^^^

It’s just, to me, never a good idea.

I’ve seen (on TV and in real life situations) life-long ‘friendships’ get ripped to shreds all over a few hundred dollars … sometimes less.

Is that to say those few hundred dollars isn’t a lot? Hell no! And that’s the point:

“It’s never smart to lend money in which you can’t afford to simple give away”

While, I’m sure I’ve paraphrased the quote in some way and I’m not sure who said that, but BY GOD that’s some of the best advice ever.

Personally, I can’t afford to just hand  over several bills to someone (Sallie Mae has me by the balls enough)… which, again, is why I won’t. If I’m going to miss it–than it stays with me. There are SO MANY ways to help out a friend that don’t involve handing them over your cold hard cash. ‘Cause as luck would have it 9/10 times, the minute you hand it over, something will come up the next day to make you regret it!

If the friend is a good friend {I sure hope they are if you were contemplating giving them money} they should and will appreciate your time. Your love. Your comfort.

Offer to babysit the kids to give them some free time, offer them a ride if their car is 2.5 seconds away from draining their bank account. Cook them some nice dinner if they are down, out, and without. Hell, even offer to buy the groceries for them. Help clean, paint, redecorate their house. Lend them something to wear. Really–the list goes on, but value what you have and who you can be for them. It shouldn’t just be about what you can GIVE them and vice  versa.

Because in the struggles I’ve faced in life … I remember the friends who gave me their TIME  and a meal, long before the ones who threw five bucks my way to get something to eat and sent me on my way.

Food for thought …

Isn’t she lovely? Isn’t she wonderful ….

29 Jun

Didn’t think I meant it when I said I’d be right back, huh? Well HA! 🙂

OK!!! I would like to thank the Awesomeness that is YYChristian over at The Key’s to attraction blog for nominating me for the “One Lovely Blog” Award! I don’t think I can gush enough about his blog, But I’m gonna attempt it!!

Fella’s! PLEASE for the love of all that is good in the eyes of single women– PLEASE check out his blog! And ladies please show him some love to… He’s trying to help school the men folk, on just about everything on the do’s and don’ts of … well everything! And he does a damn good job at it. *Whispers, “He must double check with the ladies on some things ’cause he’s a little too spot on with some of the advice.”* 😉

Moving right along!

As with Every Award you know what times it is!

So here are the rules!

* Thank the person/people who nominated you and link back to them in your post.

* Share seven possibly unknown things about yourself.

* Nominate fifteen or so bloggers you admire.

* Contact the chosen bloggers to let them know and link back to them

Part 1-

7 things about Lolo (I may have already said some of these things before, but *shrugs* that must mean I really want you to know them).

1. I’m the youngest of three … (and the super annoying younger sister).

2. I’ve lived in Florida, Massachusetts, New York, and Haiti

3. I’m in my 20’s <— (That’s all you’re gonna get) lol

4. I’m afraid of the dark! (Things go bump in the night after all)

5. I hate, hate, HATE squirrels. (This I know I’ve said before, but it deserves mention twice. I just don’t understand why the little bastards exist).

6. I’ve seen more cooter than all the men I know combined! (I used to bar tend/waitress at a strip club).

7. The only sport I watch is Soccer.

Bonus: Since I jipped ya with bringing the squirrels up again

8. I played the clarinet for 4 years, but my brother made me quit when I got into high school!

Part 2-

Nominations

This might seem like a total cop-out … but in all fairness– this go round, I can’t pick! Really I follow so many blogs, and they all have so many things to offer that I won’t be able to decide. (Especially since I’ve been MIA for almost 2 weeks and a lot can change during that time you know).

Instead, I would just like to turn this back over to you guys! Thank you SO much for always providing me with laughs and smiles! From writing advice, to dating advice, to all around randomness … There really are some awesome bloggers on WordPress!!!!! Please check them out, and when you find a hidden gem of a blog that needs some recognition … pass along these awards to let them know how awesome they are and how much you appreciate them! 🙂

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

You can follow me on Twitter: @lolosofocused

If you’re against gay marriage: Then don’t get GAY MARRIED!

27 May

I’m still not sure who came up with that saying, but my response to it has always been: A-fucking-men!!

This is probably as political, or whatever you choose to call it, that I will EVER get… And probably the angriest to! But, I feel it’s time to say something!

To anyone who wants to hear it.

Not that it’s not an ongoing issue —but as usual—whenever elections start rolling around, people decide to plant their flags in the ground of right and wrong, and blur the lines between church and state.

To be honest… I’m stick to death of it!

Dear government; WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU to decide what “love” is right or wrong, huh? Who are you to decide that “certain people” should not be allowed the same rights—not privileges— but RIGHTS as everyone else?

Once upon a time, if I fell in love with a white man– I wouldn’t have been able to marry him. Remember that? Once upon a time, a black man, such as my brother would have had the SHIT beat out of him, for so much as looking at someone of a different race. That means my beautiful nieces, and nephew would have never been here. Or worse treated like an abomination.

Do you plan on bringing those days back? Do you? It’s different, is it? Really how so? Please enlighten me.

There are days when I am so proud of how far we’ve gotten as a society. And then there are days, where I really want to vomit over the judgmental and ignorant shit that I come across.

So, it’s a sin in the bible huh? Well guess what, I’m not hear to dispute that because I don’t claim to know the bible, at all. But guess what? YOU ASSHOLES DON’T EITHER! You don’t get to use it when it benefits your cause, then turn around and tear it apart as it suits you! That’s not how it works!

When will you learn? When will WE ALL learn. Hate breeds hate. That’s fact. When will it stop? You have the power, we all do, but what do you do?

You insert yourselves into the wombs of women, and tell us what to do with it!

You play GOD and rip peoples hearts out by telling them who they are “allowed” to love and how they are “allowed” to show it!

You ignore the cries of the hungry, and pleas of the uneducated, while you further your own agenda’s and beef up your own wallets!

No one is forcing you to “like” this idea or that idea. After all, we’re not YOU… we believe in free will and all that. You don’t like something? By all means, don’t do it! Don’t participate in it! Look the other way!

But to force you’re OWN beliefs of wrong on others and then hide behind that guise that it’s the ONLY acceptable belief?

Hardly seems fair does it?!

You Know Times are Rough when The Porn Shop Doesn’t Call you Back!

2 May

Like many other people out there right now, I’m unemployed. Not just any kind of unemployed either. No- I’m talking about the ‘all pickiness is out the window and despite having gone to college, flipping burgers sounds appealing’ type of unemployed.

Hell, just yesterday I was entertaining the idea of mowing my neighbors’ lawn for a quick buck. Yeah see… NOT picky!

You have to understand. I’ve been working on and off since I was 14… So being out of work for over a year because of my SSNA (read more about that on my post- Me and my arthritis…5 things I learned)… Has been pure torture!

Add to that, me being back home and having to stare at the walls of the room I grew up in AND having to do it broke? Well it’s no surprise that the days I’m feeling homicidal are more often then not.

So when I found out that the local adult video store was hiring I JUMPED at the chance.

1. Because I felt the job would be a no brainer. (It was a clerk position and all I would have to do was ring people up) but also

2. I figured I could probably get some employees discounts on… Well let’s not go there.

The ad said they were hiring, and looking to fill the position immediately and not to call, email etc. but to COME APPLY IN PERSON!

Well this is what I’ve been looking for, I thought to myself. If I can go in and apply, and dazzle them with my sheer awesomeness, I’ll at least get an interview. And well once I get an interview the job is as good as mine! (Cheers for confidence).

This is of course after, not ONE, not TWO but at least THREE lectures, talks with my mother about how she doesn’t like the idea and how I’ll get disrespected and blah blah blah.

I had to bite my tongue AND the inside of my cheeks in an effort not to inform her, that nothing someone could say to me at an adult video and toy store, could beat the things I use to say my damn self or be said to when I worked at a strip club, a few years back. (I was a bartender and a waitress. I’d thank you to keep your minds out of the gutter.) Lol.

Moving right along.

Where was I…? Oh yes, so I go in and apply. I have a lovely chat with the big burly tattooed guy that was there. Played it up, put on my smile on my face (that he actually commented on) and walked out of there with my head held high, at least expecting a call back for an interview!

Then waited.

And waited.

And checked to see what was going on.

And waited some more.

AND NOTHING! NOTHING! No call back, no interview and sure as hell NO JOB! Grrr!! I’m sure my mother felt smugger then shit about that, but whatever.

I mean, I’m not saying I was the PERFECT candidate for the position but would the chance to at least talk it out and wow them with my knowledge (or lack thereof) of vibrators have killed them?

Ah well (shrugs) maybe it was for the best. After all this gives me more time to concentrate on my writing right?

But wish me luck anyway! I’m currently waiting for a call from the local cemetery; true story!

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