You'd think that the word 'No' would be a constant in my vocabulary. And if you ask my kids or my husband they'll tell you that it is. Of course, I say yes more than I say no but the 'no's are what they remember the most, aren't they?
Well, let it be known that I'm the moron lady in the neighborhood that can't say 'No'. Want me to watch your kids? Sure. Want me to feed your kids? Sure. Need me to buy something from your kids? You bet. Are you a college kid selling something to get through school? You got me. Your brother's cousin's dog needs a new kidney and you're selling raffle tickets? I'll take 5. You're just a sad slob out trying to make a living selling cleaning products that will change my life for a mere $36.95? Let me get my checkbook.
I don't know what the heck is the matter with me - but I'm afraid to hurt people's feelings by telling them no. I don't want to take away any income from them. I don't want to make them sad. I want them to be happy! I want them to be thankful!
'Hey, thanks pregnant lady with 15 kids running around! For buying the crap I'm selling at an inflated price! That you don't need! It's awesome!'
You're welcome. You're all very, very welcome.
Now leave me alone. I hear there's a bridge somewhere that needs me to buy it in order to support orphan kids in a 3rd world country for less than a dollar a day. And if I call now I can get these genuine created gemstone earrings and 10 boxes of Samoa's for the low, low price of $19.95. In three easy payments. Plus shipping of $39.99.
There ya go babe. Crow doesn't taste very good.