I Credit My Goldfish For Saving The Day

I hate boring looking credit cards. I mean, if you are going to deliberately engage in financial behaviors that in like 73% of Americans lead to monetary mismanagement and accumulative debt, it should be attractive, you know?

My MasterCard had cheesy scribbly flowers on it. But the other day I got a mailing from them that showed other cardholders had dorky goldfish on their card and I felt equally used and betrayed.

So this morning I called my credit card company and demanded goldfish, no annual fee and a lower rate of interest. I got the goldfish. Life is totally sweet.