Say no to Plastic

I just got my new credit card in the mail today. And I had mixed feelings. I’ve been at the wrong end of credit card companies in my younger days and I had promised myself that I would live a plastic-free life in future. I did, for about six years. But eventually the bug bit me.

So, I’m happy at the thought of all the limitless possibilities. Mango, Promod, Aldo, MAC, Charles& Keith, Marks & Spencers, Body Shop, here I come. No wretched feelings of the end of the month need bother me anymore.

And I’m aware (just a bit) of the fine line between being conservative about the card and going nuts with it.

“I am only just keeping ONE credit card for booking my travel tickets from time to time. I shall leave it at home,” I reason to myself and to no-one else in particular.

Yet, the temptation to carry the card along in my daily wallet is…well, Excruciating.

Somebody suggests that I use it once to make sure it is working and my brain immediately goes into overdrive checking out sales at all nearby Mango/Aldo/Promod stores. I mean, if I must shop, it might as well as be a shirt rather than some mundane grocery, right?

I did leave the card behind though. I know the first swipe is as good as the tenth, twentieth, thirtieth. Once, you’ve tasted blood, its a lil naive to expect to stay vegetarian. Prudent in this case, it would seem.