You know the saying:
“What goes around comes around.”
That is all I know about the flow of money. It’s got to come from somewhere. And since I’m still slow to understand even the most basic concepts of anything and while walking around the block at my work, my mind finally realized that consumers foot the bill. And an entity would eventually have to cover for the bankruptcy, bills, non-payment, debt, payroll, whatever.
In one of my temporary jobs, I learned that once a government entity has allocated the funds for a budget, the funds cannot be returned. In other words, my job as an accounts receivable clerk (back then) was to have process a `refund` through the normal check request form along with supporting documents to the accounts payable department. So I sat there and looked at the accounts with non-zero balances and saw lots of extra numbers! It’s just sitting there and in another saying:
“Use it or loose it.”
So far I have not used my mind intelligently enough to understand the grand scheme of things. And I’ll end up loosing my mind if I don’t get justice. Ah! But I learned that justice goes around too. I figured my situation has something to do with karmic debt. And I guess I’ll just pay it now than later and achieve harmony in the meantime by counting my blessings with loving parents, healthy parakeets and beautiful weather.
One phone call was left on my voicemail AND my parent’s home phone. The `Do Not Call List` does not work for this particular situation. It’s a debt collection agency and I do not understand why they bother another phone number not belonging to me. Is that harassment especially for two elderly people who have no knowledge of what is going on? They are not the one’s in trouble. And the FCC cannot protect my parents from these unwanted phone calls.
The second phone call is another sad one indeed. It was left around 4:07pm. I really should be angry, vengeful and nuts by now. But I am really frustrated. For whatever reason, it doesn’t bother me. What bothers me are the lies that I have to keep to myself and smile to my parents that I’m okay when in fact I’m not. Or am I? I just living in denial and the squire and Feds already told me so. Fine.
It’s not about me you see. I could go on and let them have their way – all in the name of keeping the peace and paying my karmic debt. It’s all about the innocent people around me who wants the best of and for me. But I failed them in a sense even when the caller asked for `help`. I really regretted not being there for him and his people but I was unemployed at that time and had very little money to pay my debt.
That’s why it doesn’t matter how I handle the situation. I know it’s a dead end to pursue further. These people have a big responsibility on their hands and that is why I refuse to let them hurt me or others, who will (like me) have to learn their lessons on their own. I guess I don’t want them to get hurt either.
Yes. Yes. I’ll call you again: Just to be professional. National security? Nah. It’s just another test by the fellow brothers, sisters and/or ET. Should I tell the truth? Sure! And I’ll get to be public, too. But you see, I’m too ugly for the cameras and don’t interview well except talk incoherently.
And I’ll gladly accept a grade letter of “F” for failure – failure to be honest to my parents, failure to be honest about my debt problems, failure to talk to my relatives and clarify the misunderstandings, failure to get along with people who are friendly and mean no harm to me, failure to stop thinking bad thought and, yes, failure to control my potty mouth: I still mumbling profanity under my breath at work)!
I have said my peace. Now it’s time to continue work and be more professional. I dress professional and wear the polyester/gabardine slacks and nice shirt from church and directly to church. You see, I believe in miracles and if you know my thoughts, pray for them so we all can be happy. They need it more than me because I know too much.