antiprincess

I find it interesting that most people interpreted that last entry as happy. I guess it was a happy memory, but recounting it was pretty devastating to me. I was in a very PMS-y mood, and felt like a mini-midday-breakdown.

So, I'm a sucker for free stuff. I'll tell a questionnaire I have kids, do all the cooking for the household, whatever for a free sample. So last night, when a lady offered me a free Zippo last night when I was leaving the club, I was on top of that shit. So she started inputing my information into her little tablet PC, and then I asked what this was all about, and she said all I had to do was sign on the line, saying I was a Marbolo smoker. I froze. I hate smoking, with an unreasonable passion. I was torn. Not only do I love free stuff, but I also hate inconveniencing people, and she had already put in all my info. I stared at that electronic signature pad, and I just couldn't do it. I do have a line, and that was it. I can't support a cigarette company. I apologized, and told the lady I couldn't sign it, and I would give the lighter back. She was very gracious, cancelled out all my info, and told me I could keep the lighter. I got to stand up for my beliefs, and get free stuff, too. I felt pretty good.