The new rule is: "If It's Free, I'm Not Getting It"
I once would take anything for free when I was dressed in a younger man's suit. I believed I had a right to receive things for nothing.
After that, my grandfather and I spoke. My granddad was the master at making a buffalo out of a cent. Yet, you couldn't deceive him by giving him something for nothing.
"Son, if it's free, it ain't for me," he stated to me.
He said, "For everything free, somebody, somewhere has to pay for it," in order to explain this.
At the time, I just chuckled and fluffed off this suggestion. After all, if anything is offered to me for free, I will leap and even dance to obtain it.
Free things weren't all that horrible, and I made an effort to exercise caution while accepting some of these offers. But, that was back in the day before the Internet and web pages. Oh, those were wonderful times.
When I saw a free offer in the newspaper, I would quickly cut it out, mail it, and wait for the free offer to arrive. I must admit that back then, I received a lot of free items, but upon closer inspection, I found that they weren't worth the shipping I had to pay to request them.
Moreover, free offers were advertised on TV shows at the time. I filled out as many applications as I could.
I seized the chance as soon as I started seeing these "free" offers. After all, you didn't need to pay for postal because it was the Internet. I was thus exalted. You can rely on the Internet, after all. I received complimentary pens, a hat, a notebook, and the list continues on and on. My name and address were all that was needed, and everything went smoothly after that.
I discovered some questionable withdrawals on my account when I checked my bank statement. I didn't give it much thought because I assumed I had probably purchased something I had forgotten about.
Then one day I discovered a $1,699 withdrawal from my bank account that had occurred in California. California was where I was, but that was twenty years ago. I'm not sure how I managed to spend that much money on stuff in California.
Then, a $3,699 withdrawal was made the next day in Texas.
In order to figure out what was going on, I rode my snorting horse to the bank.
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