Friday, May 1, 2009

what do ya need? what do ya got?




Simple question, really - it's too bad we rarely ever have a definite answer - at least one that will stand the test of time.
I work at an investment bank and I don't think people there have any other need than to make money. Not environmentally cooperative, but at least it's honest.

My friend Sue-Sue (the name she will go by on here) was telling me the other day that her workplace had some salsa lessons (mamba? something spicy, can't remember) going on in their cafeteria and I was confused - does your company offer free lessons? (--as I dreamed about finally being able to execute a spicy dance--) - she sarcastically replied with some insult about where I work (it's a weekly occurance, especially since so many lately have been so very responsible for so much heart ache!) - "free? we don't sell money here, you know!".
I corrected her.
We don't sell money, Sue-Sue, we sell dreams.
My dream was to work in the pet store downstairs in the concourse and rescue small animals that were not being bought by bringing them back to my home. But tomorrow it'll be something else.

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