Zach and I went to this credit seminar last night, "Taking Control of Your Credit". Mind you it was not by choice, Zach's company was heading the event and requested that everyone come and bring a guest to fill seats. I grabbed my deli sandwich and assorted fruit, put on my name tag, and settled in to sulk that I was not watching the American Idol finale. However, to my surprise the speaker actually had a lot of useful things to say.
I don't know if you guys are in on it, but there's this whole secret world full of credit bureaus, heavy inquiries, loan officers and points; all important points. By the end of the class I felt like I was finally part of the elite club of "people who know what they're doing". You would think I would automatically have membership at birth because, you see, my mom is a credit guru. I should have come out of the womb applying for a loan simply because I was her daughter, but unfortunately this is not the case. She is Dumbledore of the credit world, and I am a muggle; she is the master and I am clueless.
Zach and I actually thought that the speaker was going to announce that she had a special treat for us that evening, and then the lights would dim, the smoke machines would come out; and a spotlight would reveal my mother on a swing slowly lowering from the ceiling as we all applauded and broke into tears.
2 comments:
LOL LOL. I have tried to tell you these secrets before, only to get a blank, annoyed stare back. Now you have heard the message, you must apply it in your life. If you don't you will get 26% car loans and no home ownership. I am also a mere muggle to his highness Grandpa Hunsaker who was told by a car salesman "Mr. Hunsaker, your credit is so good you could own this whole car lot."
Amen.
Michelle you and Mike should have married each other. He orders credit reports like I order Glamour magazine. FOR FUN.
-C
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