Debt pron
Watching TV the other day we caught one of these "Bank of Mummy or the Wife" type shows and we thought, "This is Debt Pron." I.e. peoples financial problems exploited for the voyeuristic pleasure of others. Then we thought, "We bet lots of people on B3ta have massive financial problems. Let's exploit them." So, confess them all. Dodgy credit cards, lending money to some bloke in the pub, visits from the bailiffs, using one card to pay off another. We want to wallow in your fiscal pain. So, what is your biggest money fuck up?
( , Thu 23 Nov 2006, 19:50)
Watching TV the other day we caught one of these "Bank of Mummy or the Wife" type shows and we thought, "This is Debt Pron." I.e. peoples financial problems exploited for the voyeuristic pleasure of others. Then we thought, "We bet lots of people on B3ta have massive financial problems. Let's exploit them." So, confess them all. Dodgy credit cards, lending money to some bloke in the pub, visits from the bailiffs, using one card to pay off another. We want to wallow in your fiscal pain. So, what is your biggest money fuck up?
( , Thu 23 Nov 2006, 19:50)
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I didn't know nuffin, guv
Some years ago I dropped out of college. Nothing new there, really. But imagine my surprise as about a year later I'm summoned up to the local courthouse as I hadn't paid any council tax or rent for the last ten months, and they wanted three grand (which, as a certified college dropout, I didn't have).
I was hanging about the bushes outside Queen Marys College smoking away whatever it was I was studying, I didn't know about responibilities or paying money to official people...
Anyway, I'd got lucky as it turns out there hdd been some sort of mix-up and they'd been sending the bailiffs after my dear old mother instead of me.
And she'd been doing a pretty damn good job of giving them the run-around, too.
My, how we laughed... think I talked her out of disowning me.
( , Tue 28 Nov 2006, 9:57, Reply)
Some years ago I dropped out of college. Nothing new there, really. But imagine my surprise as about a year later I'm summoned up to the local courthouse as I hadn't paid any council tax or rent for the last ten months, and they wanted three grand (which, as a certified college dropout, I didn't have).
I was hanging about the bushes outside Queen Marys College smoking away whatever it was I was studying, I didn't know about responibilities or paying money to official people...
Anyway, I'd got lucky as it turns out there hdd been some sort of mix-up and they'd been sending the bailiffs after my dear old mother instead of me.
And she'd been doing a pretty damn good job of giving them the run-around, too.
My, how we laughed... think I talked her out of disowning me.
( , Tue 28 Nov 2006, 9:57, Reply)
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