About a week ago I took a step into the dark side. Well I don’t know if it’s dark but I do have my eyes closed. Last week I received my very first credit card from Discover. The only reason that I have this is because I was told that I have to establish credit somehow. Credit is apparently useful for loans and so forth. I find myself not having to worry about it, but most likely I will in the future. So an application was filled out and weeks after that I receive my very own credit card.
Just looking at it makes me cringe. I have seen too many horror stories about credit card usage. Plus know I feel I am at risk for identity theft. It’s just that I have done way too many reports on theft and massive debt. I feel that it can be turned into a positive if I just learn responsibility.
Speaking of responsibility, I have had so many impulses to buy stuff every since I got it. Well, they are just thoughts not actions. It took me a week to buy something with it after activating it. Then all I bought was at three dollar bag of chips. I guess it’s just the feeling that you have infinite money at your disposal. That is how so many other people got into debt.
So I say to myself it is just like spending you own money. You can only spend what you have. Believe me, I hate spending money. I probably got the cheapskate in me from my dad. I absolutely hate spending the money I worked so hard and dear for.
This credit card might turn out to be a good thing after all. If I just can keep track of spending and manage my accounts. Then yeah, it should be a breeze.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
I am From
I am from O’Fallon Illinois, the only place I have known.
From the mix of trees to the plain nothing.
I am from four seasons all year round.
From scorching summers to frozen winters and snow days.
I am from a family of five that is rarely together at once.
I am from, “If you want it, too bad you don’t need it or buy it with your own money.”
I am from getting a job to get what I want.
From obtaining a second job to fill the cracks of the day.
I am from a hard work ethic.
From, “If the job needs to be done, it needs to be done right and the first time.”
I am from a house that never sleeps.
From eight cats to five parakeets.
I am from boring summer days of school.
From finding activities that keep me out of trouble.
I am from the mother that every teacher and administrator in school is friends with.
I am from hard days of work and coming home to housework.
I am from I cannot find a break.
I am from, “This is your reason to get an education and find a career.”
I am smart enough to find out that’s the best thing I could do.
I am from all of the above, which is what defines me as a me.
From the mix of trees to the plain nothing.
I am from four seasons all year round.
From scorching summers to frozen winters and snow days.
I am from a family of five that is rarely together at once.
I am from, “If you want it, too bad you don’t need it or buy it with your own money.”
I am from getting a job to get what I want.
From obtaining a second job to fill the cracks of the day.
I am from a hard work ethic.
From, “If the job needs to be done, it needs to be done right and the first time.”
I am from a house that never sleeps.
From eight cats to five parakeets.
I am from boring summer days of school.
From finding activities that keep me out of trouble.
I am from the mother that every teacher and administrator in school is friends with.
I am from hard days of work and coming home to housework.
I am from I cannot find a break.
I am from, “This is your reason to get an education and find a career.”
I am smart enough to find out that’s the best thing I could do.
I am from all of the above, which is what defines me as a me.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
I hate Snow
If anybody is working or has worked a grocery store or super center they might have to agree with me when I say, “I hate the snow.” Back before I had this job snow meant that there was no school and I could play outside in the wintery wonder land.
But now it is means that my day of work just became hell. The Monday before the total winter apocalypse was probably the worst I have ever seen. I didn’t even know that we were supposed to get snow that day until somebody brought it up. The whole day turned into, “everybody lets got the store and buy all of the stuff we can because we will trapped in the house for years.” So everybody and their brother were in the store with a cart full of items. It was so busy that it topped the sales for Christmas Eve and Christmas combined in that one day.
I am the maintenance guy, but soon had to take up the position of a bagger. So I was expected to do the job of two people for the rest of the day. I was not able to get anything done. I think the “icing” on the cake of that day was when I went to get the carts (which is not my job) I slipped on some ice and smacked the back of my head. So I was tired and had a headache. The moral of the story is that I now do not like the snow, and there is talk about another snow storm a few weeks from now, Great.
But now it is means that my day of work just became hell. The Monday before the total winter apocalypse was probably the worst I have ever seen. I didn’t even know that we were supposed to get snow that day until somebody brought it up. The whole day turned into, “everybody lets got the store and buy all of the stuff we can because we will trapped in the house for years.” So everybody and their brother were in the store with a cart full of items. It was so busy that it topped the sales for Christmas Eve and Christmas combined in that one day.
I am the maintenance guy, but soon had to take up the position of a bagger. So I was expected to do the job of two people for the rest of the day. I was not able to get anything done. I think the “icing” on the cake of that day was when I went to get the carts (which is not my job) I slipped on some ice and smacked the back of my head. So I was tired and had a headache. The moral of the story is that I now do not like the snow, and there is talk about another snow storm a few weeks from now, Great.
About Me
Who is Alex Simons? Well, to sum it up just a really awesome guy. With all seriousness I would describe myself a cookie cutter student. I go to school, work, and repeat. This is my first year, second semester, of college. I find it hard to believe that I was just in high school two semesters ago. It was a big leap from being a kid in school to being an adult in college with adult responsibilities. That is all I have been doing lately, attend school, work, and game. It is different experience.
Well, I got my second job at Schnucks grocery store (up in Fairview next to St. Clair Square) two weeks before fall classes started in 2010. My first job was at KFC, I haven’t quit but there is not enough hours to be happy with. I am enrolled at SWIC with 14 credit hours for the spring semester. And when I am not at school or working I am playing my Xbox 360. I have not had much time for it lately but with my free time I play on the Xbox and show no mercy against all who stand against me.
It is not a lot about me but it is basically all of the stuff that is most important in my life at the moment, school, work, and games. It may not sound like much but it fills that gaps. I do not plan of keeping it that way ten years in the future. But yeah, thats about it.
Well, I got my second job at Schnucks grocery store (up in Fairview next to St. Clair Square) two weeks before fall classes started in 2010. My first job was at KFC, I haven’t quit but there is not enough hours to be happy with. I am enrolled at SWIC with 14 credit hours for the spring semester. And when I am not at school or working I am playing my Xbox 360. I have not had much time for it lately but with my free time I play on the Xbox and show no mercy against all who stand against me.
It is not a lot about me but it is basically all of the stuff that is most important in my life at the moment, school, work, and games. It may not sound like much but it fills that gaps. I do not plan of keeping it that way ten years in the future. But yeah, thats about it.
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