True stories with a twist!

I never thought it could come to this. How could a little action on my part, or maybe a few actions on my part, derail the entire government of Italy?  As I read the headlines about their financial disaster and the thought that these economic problems could sink their government and even cause a collapse of the Euro in Europe, I hang my head in shame.

The fact that all this dire news that is shaking the world was a problem that I caused is humiliating and embarrassing. How can a few harmless acts destroy an entire country?

A whole continent?

It all started with my boots. Boots? Yes, I kept hearing about the quality and superiority of Italian leathers. On a trip to Italy I sampled these luxuries. They were soft. So soft that I could imagine wearing them as bodywear rather than footwear. Could I ever wear any other leather once becoming acquainted with Italian leathers?

This is a rhetorical question.

So I bought some and charged them to my Visa card. Don’t ask me to define ”SOME.”

After the leather find I discovered Italian silk. Near the town of Como were fabulous silk factories. Italian silks are so fine that fashion houses around the world order them for their runway collections. Could I return to the United States without buying my family and friends some of these luxuries? Another rhetorical question. I could do no such thing. So I charged more sales to the reliable Visa card.

We all love pasta, but Italian pasta and the piquant tomato sauce served with it was such a sensation that I had to share some with my friends back home. It’s a marvel that even delicate, perishable items can be shipped across the ocean. Obviously Italian goods were meant to be sent back home. I’m not the only one who does this!

By the time I was ready to leave Italy I singlehandedly boosted the Gross National Product to its all time high. There was rejoicing in the streets. it was like the New Orleans Mardi Gras without the trumpets.

But then the boom dropped.

Reliable Visa rejected my entire shopping spree. They recognized that this kind of spending did not match my regular pattern, and voided the whole amount before I could disagree.

My Visa rejection is what started the economic downfall of a beautiful, romantic and stylish country.

Vaya Con Dios, Italia. Scuzzi!

Comments on: "ITALIAN FINANCIAL CRISIS" (10)

  1. Very informative post nice:)

  2. Arjun Sharma said:

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  3. Terrific post! I love how you used a literary voice to share your tale. Reminds me a little bit of a post I wrote in a similar sort of voice: http://6monthstolive.wordpress.com/2011/07/20/shit-happens/ Very humorous! Look forward to reading more!

  4. Fantastico, amico mio!! You rock….my gondola.. 😀

  5. I WONDERED WHY YOUR PLAN TO RETURN TO ITALY INCLUDED OUR TAKING VISA, MASTERCARD , AMERICAN EXPRESS AND BROOKS BROS CHARGE CARDS1
    GREAT MEMO
    HARVEY

  6. beans8604 said:

    This made my night. I went to Italy with my family when I was younger, I was planning on going back next year, but I guess it is yes to be determined. I swear I must of boosted their economy with the amounts of Margarita Pizza and latte con cioccolato I consumed, and as a young girl who was not yet concerned with every pound, I consumed a great deal.

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