Today I got my first credit card letter in the mail. I didn’t even know what it was—I didn’t even look at it. It just said “student card” at the front and I kind of disregarded it, just like all the other mails I’ve been getting (EX: University of [fill blank with random name that is located many states away] has taken interest in you!). And my brother, being the nosy guy he is, looked at the stuff on my desk and held it up, exclaiming, “OH, you got a letter for a credit card?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “OMG, it is!” “Mom just dropped it off at my desk,” I said. “But I bet she didn’t know what it was!” he said excitedly, as he ran upstairs to let her have a look at the letter.
He came back saying, “Mom said that’s crazy!” and added happily, “She told me to shred it!”
Of course, I continued sitting here, acting as indifferent as possible. But seriously, that annoyed the hell out of me.
No, I’m not a whiny teenage girl (though I can’t deny that I’m a teenage girl…I’m 17…) that is kicking and screaming because her parents won’t let her have a credit card. In fact, if they had given me the choice, I wouldn’t have applied for a credit card because I don’t work and I obviously have no income except for my allowance. What annoys me is the fact that nobody trusts me and nobody believes I have enough sense to not get a credit card for now. I didn’t even have a chance to look at the damn letter. And it’s already lying somewhere in the trash? Holy cow. I thought I was different from those spoiled brats with credit cards who never need to lift a hand to do anything. Yeah, I just love the trust my family has in me. Love it.
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