seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- how are you how are you they called me twice in one day, Premier Bank, "we have insider secrets on how to lower the interest on your credit cards," they whispered from a secret place on the other side of the phone. a place that sounded far away and hollow. "how?" i said. "did you know that you have been paying fifty percent of your credit card payment towards interest?" they whispered, their voices echoing down a dark hallway. "yes." i said. "well, then, don't you want to switch to us?" they whispered, their voices growing more urgent. "no." i said and hung up. i felt the sting of the phone being jammed back into its cradle. felt the slight sizzling sound of communication being broken in two. i sat on the bed wondering if they would call back. but like a bad boyfriend, they gave up too quickly and moved on. maybe to mr. dale up the street. 18:44 - 28 May, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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