College Connect: Money Can’t Buy Love

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Jacob Garcia, ASU Cronkite School

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I’m sure you’ve heard of the saying, “Money can’t buy love.” I agree, and I hope my experiential story about money demonstrates that.

I spent this past summer in Cape Cod, Mass., and for one of my days off in early July, I decided to take a trip to NYC to visit my girlfriend. Her birthday comes in mid-July, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to celebrate with her. So, I decided to do some early birthday present shopping when I was there and planned on surprising her when we met up later in the evening.

I headed to a small designer clothing shop that I had been to once before with her. Despite not being able to remember the name of this place, I miraculously found it by knowing it was on Broadway, south of Times Square.

As I’m perusing through some options, I’m approached by a woman who works there. With a heavy accent, she started showering me with all sorts of questions. What’s my name? Where am I from? Why am I on the east coast this summer?

I gave her too much personal information. I also made it abundantly clear that I was shopping for my girlfriend.  She seemingly acknowledged that, but then said she’ll give me a $20 discount because I’m a “cute guy.”

By this time, I’ve found the perfect shirt. This lady is the one to ring me up. As she’s about to factor in my discount, she says she’ll only do it if I add her on Facebook. A red flag should’ve gone up in my head at this point, but I wanted that discount and being a millennial, I’ll add practically anyone on Facebook. So I did.

Good to go, I walked out of the store, shirt in hand. Not two seconds later, I received a slew of DMs from this lady I just became “friends” with. She confessed she found me attractive and wanted to get wine with me. Trying to be polite, I told her I wouldn’t be back for the rest of eternity and I had no interest in getting wine. I then had to block her on every other form of social media, as she started popping up on those as well.

Apparently, this didn’t sit well with her because a few days later, I realized that my checking account had been fraudulently drained $900. I don’t want to sit here and incriminate this lady, whose name I don’t remember, from the store I don’t remember (and that’s now out of business), but by deductive reasoning, I assume it was probably her.

I got my money back because MidFirst was understanding. But at the time, this lady may have gotten $900 out of me. Maybe she was going to turn around and buy me something extravagant to profess her love. That wouldn’t have worked anyway. I was too flabbergasted by the entire saga. Her money, which was actually my money, couldn’t have bought my love.

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