Thursday, August 18, 2005
That Such A Thing Could Happen
Someone handed me a Christmas card in Europe, intended to be opened no earlier than the 24th of December, 2005. This so that the person could save the postage on the card.
Thrift can be taken too far, just as all other virtues, and this seems too far for me, especially as the person in question owns five buildings. Or perhaps the thrift is a reason for the five buildings. Anyway, my feelings were hurt by the whole episode. I'm not worth the price of a stamp, it seems. And what if I drop dead before Christmas? Then the whole card will be wasted, and I will feel awful.
Do you know any ordinary people? It often seems to me that I don't.