"OH MY GOD MOM, YOU'RE A BILL COLLECTOR! YOU TRAITOR!"
Sissy remembers the hard times when our phone would ring constantly with bill collectors calling our house. I had not quite put that spin on what I am doing. There are a couple of differences between what I do and those hard working individuals that are forced for whatever reason to be bill collectors. The number one difference is that I don't call clients and demand money.
These companies are customers, and it simply would not do for me to tick them off. Bill collectors have to be way more aggressive than I am. It would be ridiculous for them to call up and say, "We would like to know when you are going to pay your light bill, maybe it got lost in the mail. I would be happy to send you another copy". They probably wouldn't make very much progress that way.
The second difference is that I don't call customers fifty times a day. I am not set up on some automated machine that just keeps dialing a number until someone answers.
I could go on and on about the differences between what I am doing and what regular "bill collectors" are doing. However that will not change the fact that for all intents and purposes, I am a bill collector. (Shudder)
In other news.........
Procrastination is once again the name of the game as my last semester in college is in full swing. See, that's the thing about me, I confess my faults willingly. It is very liberating. I take no greater pleasure than waiting until the absolute LAST minute to complete an assignment. See, I work better under pressure. Here's my plan: Sit around stressing out about an upcoming assignment. Know that I need to get it done, yet avoid getting started on it. Do other things besides the assignment I need to be working on, such as clean, do dishes, or cook. Then stress some more about said upcoming assignment. Finally, sit down and do the assignment and feel relieved. Then start the cycle all over again. Yep, I like to live dangerously. I'm crazy like that.