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A scholar's ink lasts longer than a martyr's blood.

The feeling is mutual

Written by Eric Snider, I thought this passage was really funny, and I'm sure anyone can relate:


Dear Washington Mutual --

I have been a loyal customer of yours for 10 years, if loyalty is measured only in terms of not abandoning you for another bank. I have often considered doing this, usually when you have treated me with disrespect or apathy, but I've always reminded myself that another bank would probably treat me the same way, so why bother changing? So maybe I'm not a "loyal" customer so much as I'm a "resigned" customer, or a customer who has "given up."

At any rate, I'm writing to you because it seems that you are in desperate straits, and I want to point and laugh at your misfortune the way you have frequently pointed and laughed at mine.

Like many banks, you have been struggling because of the recent problems on Wall Street, which I do not pretend to understand. Well, that's not entirely accurate. I do pretend to understand them. I nod my head and frown thoughtfully when I read news articles about the crisis, but secretly I'm thinking about Hot Pockets, and how I would like to eat some.

Now comes the news that you, Washington Mutual, have FAILED! In fact, you are the biggest bank failure in HISTORY! Panicked customers withdrew $16.7 billion in just 10 days, making you no longer solvent, and the federal government had to step in and seize you. Then JPMorgan Chase purchased your entire company for a scant $1.9 billion. If no buyer had been found and you'd collapsed entirely, you would have nearly depleted the FDIC's insurance funds. In short, you are a burden on society and an embarrassment to the banking community. You are the Kevin Federline of banks.

You have no idea how delighted I am by this news. Your shareholders are wiped out, of course, but I'm not a shareholder. I merely have a checking account with you, the scant assets of which are safely insured by the FDIC no matter what JPMorgan Chase decides to do with you. Even if JPMorgan Chase turns every Washington Mutual branch into a homeless shelter for all your former employees, the money in my checking account is still safe.

You're probably feeling very reflective right about now, Washington Mutual. You're probably asking yourself, "Where did we go wrong?" A lot of people will blame your failure on the fact that for a few years there, you were giving out home mortgages the way the Special Olympics gives out medals. You were very promiscuous with those mortgages. You were giving them to people who obviously had no ability to repay them, people who didn't have jobs, or collateral, or last names. Someone would come in and say, "I'd like a mortgage, please," and you'd say, "Certainly, sir, what's your name?" And he would say, "Seymour. Seymour Butts." And you would say, "OK, Mr. Butts, here's your mortgage! Pay it back anytime you like!" And he'd be down the street before you realized it was a fake name, but you figured, hey, what the heck? Let ol' whatever-his-name-really-is have a mortgage!

So that's what most people will attribute your collapse to. You were too free with your money, you lent it to people who you knew could not repay it, and then, sure enough, they could not repay it. It's as obvious as it was completely preventable. But I think your failure is more attributable to something else. I think it's because of the way you have treated me, Eric D. Snider.

I get credit card offers in the mail all the time, including about three a week from you, Washington Mutual. Like all credit card offers, yours assure me that I am "pre-approved," a term that, at this point, fools no one. Surely by now everyone realizes that the pre-approval process merely involves learning someone's address. If you have an address and a mailbox, you are pre-approved.

How do I know that "pre-approved" doesn't mean anything? Because I have terrible credit. I ruined it in the folly of my youth. Even a cursory glance at my record would show that I should not be pre-approved for so much as a Target gift card, let alone a credit card. I shouldn't even be allowed to order food at a restaurant without paying for it up front. If I actually applied for one of these credit cards for which I am allegedly "pre-approved," I would be turned down. This is why I no longer have any credit cards. I don't want them, and even if I did, no bank would give them to me.

That being said, I'm pretty sure I could have still gotten a mortgage from you.

Anyway, none of this stops you, Washington Mutual, from sending me three credit card offers a week. It also does not stop you from having your tellers try to sell me a credit card every time I go into a branch. This is demeaning to the tellers, and I'm sure they hate it. They are reduced to making the same kind of pitch that fast-food employees are forced to make. ("Welcome to McDonald's, would you like to try the new McRib sandwich?" "Thanks for making a deposit, Eric, would you be interested in applying for a Washington Mutual MasterCard?")

Moreover, it seems a little curious to me that a bank -- an institution that is supposed to encourage financial prudence, careful investment, and economic wisdom -- is pimping credit cards. Credit cards encourage risky, unwise financial behavior. A bank trying to foist them upon its clients is like a doctor trying to sell his patients cigarettes.

The offers you send me in the mail must cost you a total of about a dollar a week in postage, not to mention the paper and printing. We'll say it's around two dollars all together. That's $104 a year that you might just as well have set on fire. Then, when I tear up the offers and mail them back to you in the postage-paid envelopes you provide, that costs you about another dollar a week. So we're looking at something like $150 a year that you spend in your attempts to give me a credit card -- a credit card that I'm NEVER GOING TO ACCEPT and that you WOULD NEVER ACTUALLY GIVE ME ANYWAY!

Washington Mutual, this is very irresponsible of you. Believe me, I'm a Generation-X American -- I know what irresponsible financial behavior looks like. In fact, you have frequently punished me for behavior far less reckless than that. Shall we discuss the incident of the Balance Transfer? YES. WE SHALL.

A few months ago, I had $350 in my Washington Mutual checking account, and I transferred $300 of it to my Paypal account. I do this sort of thing regularly, and it always takes about three business days for the transfer to be completed, don't ask me why. I mean, it's not like someone has to physically carry a sack of money from Washington Mutual to Paypal. There's not a stage coach conveying gold bars across the Indian-infested prairie.

Anyway, while the transfer was being processed, a check for $100 that I'd written months earlier and forgotten about finally went through, reducing my Washington Mutual balance from $350 to $250. It was too late to stop the Paypal thing, though, so when it came along the next day to take $300, you went ahead and gave it to them, thus overdrawing my account by $50 and allowing you to charge me a $35 penalty.

Obviously, this was my mistake. I had overlooked the $100 check. But it seems to me that if I try to transfer a balance of money that I don't actually have, something in your system should say, "Hey, wait a minute! You can't move $300 to Paypal! You don't HAVE $300!" If I had walked into a Washington Mutual branch and tried to withdraw $300, the teller would have said, "Actually, you only have $250. Did you know that this check cleared yesterday?" And I'd have said, "Oh, my stars! I did not! Thank you for alerting me!"

I explained all of this when I called your customer support and said I thought the overdraft fee should be reversed. If I had realized I only had $250, I wouldn't have withdrawn $300. Your people said that the system is set up this way because sometimes people WANT to overdraw their accounts. They know they only have $250, but they need $300, and it's important enough that they're willing to pay the $35 overdraft fee.

I said I could see how this would happen occasionally, but shouldn't there be something in the system that says, "Are you SURE you want to do this?"? Just as a courtesy to your customers, you know. Just to let 'em know that you're lookin' out for 'em. Of course, this would result in fewer overdraft fees being charged, which is probably why your people seemed baffled by the idea. It didn't make sense to them: Provide better customer care AND make less profit? That's a lose-lose scenario.

And now, guess what? You're a laughingstock. You had to be rescued, at a tremendous loss, by your former competitors at another bank. You were absurdly reckless with your money, and now nobody has any sympathy for you. How does it feel, jerkfaces? I hope that $35 you got from me helped tide you over!

Sincerely yours,

Eric D. Snider
Proud JPMorgan Chase customer since 2008

As I walked by myself

Just a nursery rhyme I like and thought I'd share:



As I walked by myself,
And talked to myself,
Myself said unto me,
Look to thyself,
Take care of thyself,
For nobody cares for thee.

I answered myself,
And said to myself,
In the self-same repartee,
Look to thyself,
Or not to thyself,
The self-same thing will be.

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
-William Ernest Henley

Candy

Did you ever wake up, and go through the process of pulling yourself together, remembering who you are and where you are, then where you were? What you did last night, what you've done wrong. And then you remember that you've got a bag of candy in your bag. It's in the big pocket. You meant to eat it last night while you were watching TV but you forgot and now it's there waiting for you! It's a good reason to get up. To start your day. So much candy! Life is gold.

We've been good but we can't last

Life isn't a simlpe dichotomy.



I'm so sick of a lot of people in relationships. It's not jealousy or the fact that they are in love or together or whatever people think about, but the sole fact that most people our age lose themselves when they are with someone. I realize that there is both growth and loss of self when two people connect, even on a close friendship level, but there is definately a healthy limit.

I know people with their significant others who take so much shit they never would have accepted from anyone before. People who completely give up any form of social life they had just to spend time with the other. We're around the young age of twenty years old and giving up the rest of your life to spend it with someone isn't the best idea. I know that there are people out there actually in love and mature enough to handle the situation of being with someone on a completely serious level, but I don't believe that most kids are ready. It's like they take the rest of their life as a joke and just settle down with someone they think they can get along with. Well kids, love isn't just about someone you can live with. I'm being cliche by saying it's about being with someone you can't live without, and anything less is not good enough.

I recognize that I am not perfect and have travelled down the path myself to a limited extent, but it only takes me once to make a mistake. The worst part of making a mistake is not learning from it. It's even worse to realize the mistake you are making and not put forth any effort to change it. It's like people comlaining about being fat while they're eating ice cream hamburgers and spaghetti pizza. It seriously disgusts and repels me to see people acknowledge the fact they are doing something wrong and wallow in their wrong-doing until someone changes it for them or says that everything's okay because they apologized. Everyone's heard that the first step is admitting you have a problem, and it's great when that happens. But I hope that people understand there are more steps than just one.

Love has dwindled from being with someone with intense devotion and care to being with them because they sooth your ego and insecurities. Face it people, there are no romantics left in the world because you were the ones to kill them.

Silly one-liner jokes. [Feel free to add your own]

Why did the vampire go to the doctor?
--Because he was coffin!

Why did the computer go to the doctor?
--It had a virus

What did the english teacher say to the math teacher?
--You have too many problems

What do you call a woman with one leg?
--Ilene

What do you call a man with no arms and no legs sitting on your front porch?
--Matt

What do you call a man with no arms and no legs in a pool?
--Bob

What did the left nut say to the right nut?
--The guy in the middle thinks he is so hard!

What do you call an anorexic with thrush?
--A quarter pounder with cheese!

Why did the fish get kicked out of school?
--Cause he was caught with seaweed.

WHAT DID THE GHOST SAY TO THE BEE?
--"BOO-BEE!"

What did the dog do after he swallowed a firefly?
--Barked in de-light

Where do pianists go on vacation?
--The Florida Keys

What did the pickle say when he want to play cards?
--Dill me in!

What does a fish say when it runs into a wall?
--DAMN!

My dearest Cush

Suicide isn't so bad. Give it a chance:

1. Do you live at home but your parents are always making you clean your room and do your homework? It's a sure sign that they don't love you and that they want you to kill yourself. Why else would they make you clean your room? What are they going to do next, ground you? Make you wear braces? Don't kid yourself, the message is clear.

2. If you just got out of a bad relationship and you feel like things are never going to get better; you're right. Everyone knows that suicide is the only option, stop procrastinating. Look on the bright side, at least your ex will feel guilty for a couple of minutes--but don't count on it.

3. Depressed? Don't have any friends? I guess nobody told you, but being depressed and feeling lonely isn't normal. Everyone else is happy, and has lots of friends so there must be something wrong with you. Put the prozac away, what you need is rat poison.

4. Spill a drink at a party? Drop a plate of food in a restaurant? Nobody else has to live with that kind of embarrassment; you know what you have to do.

5. Flunked out of college? Don't know algebra? Here's a question you should know the answer to: Flunked out of college + Don't know algebra = Time for _____. Chances are you still don't know the answer, so here's a hint: it starts with an 's' and ends in 'uicide'.

6. Traffic jam? Sometimes bad luck isn't a coincidence. Do you really want to sit in traffic for another half hour? Look on the bright side, if you're a viking you'll be going to Valhalla. Then again, you're probably not, but eternal damnation in hell is probably the next best thing.

7. Telemarketers keep calling? It's easier to hang yourself than to get rid of a telemarketer, am I wrong? If you're lucky, Home Depot might be having a sale on rope. After all, you don't want to die letting people think you weren't frugal.

8. Flu? You realize that there's no cure for the flu, right? Well, no cure that doesn't involve painting the wall with your brains.

9. Flat tire? Do I have to spell it out for you?

10. College application get rejected? Take the hint.

Maddox -- Phrases that make my blood boil

I think this is good for a laugh:

Ever hear someone quote some hackneyed proverb or some stupid expression they read on a greeting card somewhere, which causes you to think: "man, what a stupid bitch, I would love nothing more than to bludgeon her head against the wall"? Sure, we all have. These are a collection of some of the phrases that piss me off most.

May or may not be:

Ever hear someone say "that may or may not be the case," as if there's some hidden third possibility that we weren't aware of? Thanks for pointing out the only two possibilities in the universe shit-cock. These are the worst kind of people to talk to because they try so hard to be open-minded that it sounds like the debate in a political science class where no opinion is too stupid for the professor to consider and the same fat kid keeps raising his hand to tell you his dumb ideas about free market capitalism as you fantasize about repeatedly stomping his face into a jar. I hate talking to open-minded people. They're the same kind of people who emphasize every other word when they type as if you can somehow hear their obnoxious cadence in your head, for example: "we didn't go to the store, but we DID buy a cake." Cool it Shatner, we don't read in the same voice you speak.

Well that's just your opinion:


Well that's just your opinion LOL!!11111one

This one pisses me off just thinking about it. If you slit my throat right now you'd get shot in the eye with boiling blood. Any time you say something sucks around someone who disagrees, they try to validate their taste in shitty music/movies/clothing by reminding you that you still only speak for yourself, as if their opinions are in jeopardy of being monopolized by your own. Everyone already knows it's my opinion by virtue of the fact that I said it, no need to restate the obvious you dopey twat.

It takes one to know one:

Ever call someone a whore only to be countered with the bullet-proof come back: "well it takes one to know one"? You're basically saying "yes, I spread my legs for money, as do you." Good job Ms. Rotten-crotch, you've rebuked nothing. What difference does it make if the person calling you a slut is one as well? You're still a skanky bitch who charges money for hand jobs--and why the hell are you charging for a hand job anyway? Unless all your clients are paralyzed, any prostitute caught charging someone for a hand job should be sued for extortion. That's another reason prostitution should be legal: you can't really sue a prostitute for extortion if prostitution is illegal now can you wise ass?

I'm a child at heart:

Yeah, you're a child at heart, just as soon as children start going to work every day to rot in a cubicle for a meager pay check so they can drink their troubles away in a shitty bar for the rest of their lives. Unless you're an astronaut, secret agent, vampire hunter, or all three, you're probably a sellout; screw you. Nobody wanted to be a regional director of sales or an investment banker when they were kids. On top of that, nobody thinks you're cute or funny by stating you're a "child at heart" on your stupid online profile that you created because you're a boring middle-aged loser with sagging tits and yellow nails who survives off greasy TV dinners every night as you contemplate the exact moment your life became such a miserable shit hole. But hey, don't take my word for it. After all, passing by "Cartoon Network" as you're flipping through channels technically makes you a "child at heart." Either that or the world's oldest virgin.

Sorry, but (also known as "No offense, but"):

Girls usually say this when they think they're being clever: "sorry, but you're a moron." It's a phrase derived from the expression people use when they're breaking some bad news to an old friend: "I'm sorry to say this, but the results are back and... you're an idiot." The only problem is, they never intend to say it with such eloquence, but rather, they use the phrase like it's a blunt object, hammering their square insult through your round psyche. If you think someone's an idiot, just come out and say it without these pussy apologies you dumb hag. Unless you're a character in a fighting game, have big boobs, and just won the round with a bitch slap, saying "sorry" just before you insult someone is obnoxious, cut the bullshit.

Strangers are just friends waiting to happen:

Yeah, either that or rape in a dark alley waiting to happen.

Hmmmmm / Uhhhhh:

Next time you ask someone a question, look for the trademark sign of an idiot: the "hmmmmm" noise they make while they're thinking. It's especially noticeable when you go to a restaurant and the waitress asks what you want to drink; there's always some fickle fingered asshole thumbing through the menu, sounding off like a moron with "uhhhhhh...." as if the waitress is just going to walk away without taking your order if you don't give her an audible cue that you are still breathing. These are the same type of people who repeat the question you ask them to buy time when they don't know the answer, hoping you won't notice that they're stalling. You don't need to make a sound while your five good neurons crank out the next malformed sentence from your cretaceous skull, numb nuts.

Some of the best things in life are free:

Yeah? Well so are some of the worst, and I don't see anyone throwing a party when they get cancer.

The grass is always greener on the other side:

If the grass is greener on the other side, then the guy with the greener grass doesn't think your grass is greener now does he, asshole? The message that this proverb is trying to stumble through is that everything always looks more attractive when you don't have it. I'm sure there are millionaires crying themselves to sleep every night because they don't live in a trailer park. Just face it: sometimes nobody envies you. There has to be a bottom and that bottom is probably you.

We will play our game beneath the spin light

This is going to be a short blog. It's 5:45 AM as I start writing, and I'm not sure why I'm still awake.

It's funny how just one day can set you back months of preservation and independence. How one moment can tear a person down from who they've become to who they were. How one hour can make you rethink and rebuild the foundation which you based your life upon.

Good or bad, it sucks being contradicted.

This is kind of cryptic. Maybe Candice will understand.
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