It’s the bad side of mid-month, the nineteenth. Your money and your wallet seem to be colluding in the world’s most annoying game of hide-and-go-seek, without your permission. Yet for some reason you can’t resist the urge to dig deeper, to walk over to the booth, introduce yourself and at least attempt to lure her away – if only to get to know her name.
The games we play with our money, and women.