Friday, October 05, 2007

I have become a mooch. . .

My friends are starting to avoid me at the store. Store workers are starting to get to know me on a first name basis. People won't answer the phone when I call.

Because I am turning into the biggest mooch and even more Kramer-like. If I see a friend in a store, the first thing out of my mouth isn't "Hi, how are ya?" it's "do you have your cell with you? Can I use it?" I know exactly where to go to use the phone in Home Depot, Wal-Mart, the grocery stores, and the library. In the grocery store, they hand me the phone and then they dial the number. I make the call. Then I have to have them dial a couple of other numbers. So far, so good, they've been terrific, although I get some double takes. "You don't have a cell phone???"

I've taken to calling my sister at work or my neighbor down the street and having them log in and check my mail in case there's something urgent. I trust them implicitly. But my sister is no longer speaking to me LOL.

My other neighbor's kids are getting used to coming over to see her and finding me in the office.

I hate mooches. I never accept charity. I need help. I think I'll see how long I can keep this going.