The Root of All Evil

Money money money...must be funny...in a rich man's world...money money money...always sunny...in a rich man's world.

Ok...so I'm dating myself, so what! Yes, I love ABBA to this day but that song haunts me too. It's so true...sometimes I don't think I would know how to function without money problems/issues. It's like it is a vital part of my person or something...do I like it, of course not! If it's not one thing with me, it's another. However, I have a grievance to bear. Aren't banks supposed to PROTECT your money? Isn't that what they're around for. I will never understand why they will pay something when you have nowhere near the amount to cover the payment. It's not like I could walk into the bank and say, oh...you need $308 to open my account, well...here's $150, is that good enough? No? Well, it seemed to be good enough when somebody tried to take it from my account and you GAVE IT TO THEM! Leaving me back in the hole and really screwed over for my rent. I just don't get it. Why, people, why? It is so frustrating and seemingly unending for me. No matter where I go, who I bank with, how much money I do or don't have...it just follows me. I feel like I am cursed with this and I am so tired of it.

However, not being a member of the 'rich man's world'...I may just have to learn how to live with it. But I never have to like it, that much I'll say. Corruption, it's an ugly thing and very prevalent in the banking world. Disgraceful if you ask me.