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Wallets Credit Card Politics

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Banks think they are slick.   They offer all kinds of tempting credit cards around November, in anticipation for December, the ultimate spending month. In its 2015 online ads, a credit card famous for its 'status fee’ is even waiving it for the first year.   Status fee?   No! No!   It’s got nothing to do with the unpaid balance.   The status fee is for the pleasure of carrying such an elite credit card. Seriously though. For once, I’ll do the unthinkable, defend banks.   They are not the only culprit.   There’s a good reason why people have more than ten credit cards. Their wallets.   You got it.   These spaces are for credit cards not coffee cards. LOL. The average wallet for both men and women has more than 20 spaces for credit cards.   Well!   People can use them for their social insurance cards, gym or coffee cards, but that’s it. Manufacturers of these wallets made those spaces for credit cards, period.   Try and squeeze in business cards.   It won’t work. You h

Text For The Bridegroom

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I haven’t been to any weddings lately so I don’t know the protocol for cell phones when bride and groom are at the altar before the pastor/priest.   I know that the best man has the ring.   Does he also hold the groom’s mobile phone? Maybe he does, because all kinds of people call the groom at the last minute.   Some are late because they are caught in traffic.   Others are lost or ran out of gas and cannot buy some for $20 because their credit cards say DECLINED. The best man therefore is the best person to fix these problems on the wedding day.   He also knows how to handle the groom’s girlfriend who is in town for a conference and wants to hook up with his friend, not knowing that he is just about to commit for life. “He’s busy right now,” says the diplomatic best man. Call me ignorant, but I don't know any cases where the phone rings during that critical question. “Do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?” A ringtone, one of Rihanna’s songs disturbs

Ban Re-Gifting

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Do you want a gift receipt? Not a Giorgio Armani suit but it's a gift. The question was from a sales assistant in December 2015, after I had bought a jacket that weighs 20 kilos to repel the Canadian freezing weather. I find the question strange because a receipt is a receipt period.   I suppose it’s called a gift receipt in December because you’re all ungrateful.   You return Christmas gifts because you don’t like them.   What happened to: “it’s the thought that counts” sentiment? I have a solution.   I will not give people gift receipts.   Instead, I will buy them things I like, including my size and colour. I want you to look me in the eye and tell me that you did not like the red parka I got you for Christmas.   You don’t like the colour?   It’s for your safety.   Visibility.   The blizzards around here affect drivers’ concentration.   They must see that a pedestrian is crossing the road and not run you over. There will be some brave folks who will ask me for g