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Life & Lyrics- “Easy Money”

Published on April 2, 2013, by in LeeLee Blogs.

And all them fat cats

They’ll just think it’s funny

I’m goin’ on the town now

Lookin’ for easy money

Easy Money

Bruce Springsteen

I must admit that the following rant is exactly that…a rant…mixed with a bitch session on ice.  I truly apologize in advance if I come across as the President of the Complaint Department but I’m rather annoyed.  Okay, I’m livid, angry, and so pissed! Ah!!! That felt good.  Sometimes we all need to blow off some steam, right?  Surprise, surprise…I turn to Springsteen lyrics to soothe me and help me through every aspect of my life…especially when some dumb ass clown infuriates me!

And all them fat cats

They’ll just think it’s funny

I’m goin’ on the town now

Lookin’ for easy money

In Easy Money, Bruce indirectly sings about people (Wall Street Bankers) who think they’re entitled to rob others (the citizens of the United States) blind. Unfortunately, those specific lyrics along with the message behind it perfectly connect with a recent horrific experience of mine.

LeeLee on pool table

Keep calm & listen to BRUCE!

TRUST ME- I would love to go all JERSEY style and disclose the name of the store and its owner.  However, it’s best if I don’t… especially since I intend on living in my neighborhood for a while.  So, although it’s going to be tough to hold back my inner Carmela Soprano, I must control my emotions.  Therefore, I’ll simply refer to the thief who screwed me over as the “fat cat.”

For ten plus years, I was one of the “fat cat’s” loyal customers.  I always referred other customers too.  Since I believe in supporting local shops, I hired the “fat cat” again recently. This time the job entailed resetting and refurbishing something of sentimental value.  I thought I could trust the “fat cat.”  Ugh! And, I gave the dumb ass a deposit upfront…Shame on me!

So what did the final product look like? Let me tell you…A freakin’ disaster!   To add more damage to the situation, the “fat cat” claimed the job required additional hours of labor.  The nerve of him! Obviously, the original price increased.  More hours of labor, my ass! What bullshit!  In my gut I knew the “fat cat” was trying to take advantage of me.  He was definitely goin’ on the town…lookin’ for Easy Money.

And all them fat cats

They’ll just think it’s funny

The disaster was far from funny.  It was such a let down and it actually made me sick! I felt even worse when the store employees tried to convince me that the piece looked outstanding. Freakin’ blind “fat cats!” All of those fools! I wasn’t feeling it…at all. Instead, I felt violated, abused, cheated…you get the point.  And I’m convinced the store didn’t use all of MY original components in the refurbishment.  What a fiasco!  What a scam! What a disaster!

In the end, the sad and harsh reality was that if I wanted my sentimental piece back…whatever was left of it… I had to pay up and shut up.  My hands were cuffed.  It killed me…it was against my principle…but I caved.  I had to…I wanted to avoid a war of words and a leading role in the latest edition of small town drama. I didn’t need to get wrapped up in all of that! Believe me, I would’ve preferred to cause a scene right out of the Sopranos and call my paesanos up from Jersey to take care of business…I mean… shut down his business! But I didn’t. I took the classy high road…sort of. I decided to channel just a little of “Carmela” by keeping my new enemy close. I smiled and waved. Shame on all of the merchants who think of their wallets before conducting business properly…especially with their neighbors!!!

I’m certain that my new enemy…(yes, he’s close since he’s always out and about town)…will pay the price eventually.  Karma is a bitch after all! Hell will freeze over before I ever pay that dumb ass “fat cat” another penny.  My friends are boycotting the store too.

As for my sentimental piece, I decided to trade up.  I just couldn’t tolerate looking at the disaster anymore.  Trading up and letting go was definitely the right thing to do!  Nothing lasts forever anyway.  The sentimental memories will always remain close to my heart and that’s what matters. The trade up comes thanks to a trustworthy guardian angel… my new favorite local merchant! He accepted the disaster and accepted just a small payment.  Easy Money he so rightly deserved!

Ha! Now I “think it’s funny”….My trade up rocks!

xo,

LeeLee

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