How to Marry a Millionaire

I actually read a blog post about this yesterday. It taught me two things:

  1. People in business are crazy
  2. I need spell check to spell millionaire

Okay, this seems really unfair to the millionaire. Like everyone is wanting to get with him/her simply because they have a lot of money. I have never run that way, as in money isn’t a deciding factor, so I don’t really understand this type of thinking.

The whole post was about how to dress and act more successful than you are. Basically to look and do things like you have money, when you are really on a budget. So eventually you can marry a millionaire because you look like you are a millionaire too.
But why should it matter?

One thing I have learned while being in business is that I’m not cut out for business. By business I mean a sales type business. There are so many hidden rules and so many ways to offend people. It’s like everyone in business is looking to be offended.
There is also no room for humor or creativity, in most cases, because this can be found offensive as well. And you can give up on wearing what you want to wear.

But I think the thing that has bothered me the most about business/sales environment  is the fact that when you meet with people who are actually millionaires (which I have multiple times), they are never satisfied. They are always looking for ways to make more money. Everything they do is about making more money, when they already make a ton. Most of the time, they are very frugal, so they don’t even really enjoy the money when they have it.

What is the point to that?

Anyways, the author of this book “How to Marry A Millionaire” tried to play it up like it was about gaining confidence and being a better person. But basically what this book tells you to do is be a gold digger, but not look like you are being a gold digger.
What a stupid book. I WANT THOSE TREES BACK!

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2 thoughts on “How to Marry a Millionaire

  1. I just wanted to say hi. I remember you from middle school, I’ve always thought you were at least a nice girl, I just didn’t know you. I’m friends with your brother and older sister, but I happened to stumble on your blog when I read a comment you put on someone else’s blog, and I gotta say it’s inspired me to start one. I really love writing, and seeing how funny and what a great creative outlet yours seems to be (along with entertaining the shit out of me.) and I think I may start one.
    Don’t. You. Dare. Stop. Blogging.

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