Damn, BofA approved my credit card application. Those punks. Not having a credit card was something I was kind of proud of, but now I’m going to end up in debt just like everyone else. Man, the real world sucks.
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate the fact that having a credit card is damn near required in this day and age? Because I do. And I mean required in the “the only way to do this transaction is with a credit card” sense, not in the “I can’t afford stuff” sense. Case in point: The reason I applied for this credit card in the first place was just so that I can get a new cell phone plan, in my name (rather than my dad’s).