My Rant for today

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I had a business. Actually, in my lifetime, I had many businesses.

But I'm talking about my last business. I made a lot of money.

I wouldn't say I was rich, but I made a lot.

Then I went out of business; nothing lasts forever.

Look back on your own life, and you'll see things change; nothing stays the same BUT CHANGE.

You don't weigh the same as you did a few years ago and probably don't have the same job either.

And you don't look the same as you did in your high school graduation picture. So everything changes for whatever reason.

I had two great connections on Twitter, they both ended without notice--sad. I guess it was time.

You get married to get a divorce. I've been married three times and looking forward to the 4th time so that I can get divorced again.

You make money to lose money, and you lose money to make money again.

It's all part of the circle of life. I told my wife what happened that I closed up shop. I was broke; she didn't believe me.

Sued me for a divorce while I was down and out. No sympathy. Don't let shit circulate. 2min 57 seconds. Keep moving.

I told everyone I was broke. Nobody believed me, especially my kids.

They still wanted their weekly allowances, and they were all grown-ass adults.

I told them that the allowances were a perk for them being my kids--but I couldn't do it anymore.

My daughter murmured. Oh, dad, you don't want to give it to me.

I said you weren't entitled to allowances. It was a perk.

If I give you the keys to the mansion to enjoy the things inside, that doesn't mean that it's yours.

You don't own it, and you can't sell the damn thing.

So now I'm having the same problem again with some people on Twitter, mainly men.

Not about money but the profile picture on my page. Is that your profile picture?

Now I never ask anyone if that's their picture because if it's really them, it's probably a younger version anyway.

Plus, the chances are slim to none that I'll ever meet them anyway. So who cares, right?

It's their preference. I tell them that's not my picture. I'm a man. But they don't believe me.

They send photos, roses, and say I love you. What love got to do with it?

Look here what part of this you don't understand. I'm not a woman. I'm an effing man, dude.

And they always come back and say, but who is that in the picture if it's not you? How in the hell do I know ...

It's a stock photo of a woman. I'm a man. Then why don't you put your picture up? It would be less confusing.

I say... My business partner did it. They agree, sort of. What is it, a mystery? I answer, yes, in the beginning, but now it's a branding thing.

Well, whoever she is, I like that picture. I'm glad, I said. Are you ever going to put your picture up?

Probably not. I end the conversation by saying, why do Geico use that lizard?

He says, okay, I get it now.

Anyway, that's my rant for the day. Whoa, I'm glad I got that off my mind.


P.S. I changed my profile picture from a woman to a man in 2017, but it's still not me. It's a stock photo. Be careful using your real picture. People can do some terrible things with your picture. Remember, it's the internet. Protect yourself at all times. Okay, Goodnight.

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