Easy Money

April 12, 2016

Remember my facebook post about the kiss of death regarding the radio man and his tricks?

Everything I was told as a child NOT to do, just came undone in about three minutes. I answered the phone to a complete stranger calling from some radio place, telling me we were one of the select few to rate the radio. However I had already told him I hadn't listened to the radio today or at all this week. He then wanted to know my age, my race, my name and the spelling and my address. I panicked. He offered me "coffee and doughnut" money for taking the time to do some rating and I accepted. I can't even eat/drink either of those. Thank you God for allowing me to only give my PO box. If I go missing you know what happened.

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Yesterday it came. It came in the mail.

My blood money.

Five crisp dollar bills that could pass for monopoly money they were so crisp.

I felt like I was dealing with the mafia.

Not so easy money.

I don't listen to the radio.

They'll be sending me a package and expecting me to do my part of the job.

I would like to just forget about it.

However I was asked to do them a favor...

We will see how it turns out.

I got my money and that was the deal.

We'll see who's boss.