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Karma

“People pay for what they do, and still more, for what they have allowed themselves to become. And they pay for it simply: by the lives they lead.”  
— Edith Wharton, American novelist (1862-1937), from The Age of Innocence

 

I just spent $15.15 to trying to make up for some possibly bad karma.  What did I do, you ask?

 

Well, my girlfriend at work and I decided to see if her best friend’s boyfriend was cheating on her. So, taking an idea from KIIS-FM (don’t hate), we decided to pull a “Ryan’s Roses” on her beau. “Ryan’s Roses” is Ryan Seacrest’s (again, don’t hate) way of busting unsuspecting boyfriends/husbands/lovers. What they do is they give a call to the suspect, pretend to be a brand new flower shop that just opened up and telling them that they won 1 dozen roses, free delivery, anywhere they chose. The object of the game is for them to fess up the intended’s name and message. 80% of the time on the radio, they bust the suspect (sad statistics, isn’t it?) on cheating on their other half.

 

We conspired yesterday to bust R’s boyfriend by pulling a “Ryan’s Roses.”  We call up G; tell him that he won roses and where can we send them. He gives me his address to send them to HIS MOTHER with the message that, “I love you, Mom.” He then proceeds to tell me that his mom has been going through a tough time, and that he just wants to tell her that he loves her. God, I start to feel like crap. He actually sounded sincere and nice.

 

T calls me first thing in the a.m. to tell me that we’re completely burning in hell. Turns out his GRANDMOTHER just passed on Wednesday and his mother is mourning. That’s why he chose to send the flowers to his mom instead of R.

 

So, we just bought them a dozen roses to be delivered today. Spend $45 bucks. All I can hear are those immortal words of Earl Hickey…

 

Earl: Karma. You gotta love it!