The extravagant sale of the synthesizer
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I put a synth I wasn't using for sale to afford an accordion I'd
been wanting for a long time. A local girl (let's call her Juli)
contacted me because of the ad I published online for the synth and
told me she wanted to pay upfront before she got it because she
"believes in people". However, before actually transferring the
money to me, Juli asked me for a favor: to write a note on the
package because the synth was a gift for her boyfriend. I accepted
because it seemed like fun. Juli sent me the message she wanted on
the note and I had the greatest idea: to compose it on my
typewriter. There, what a lovely monospaced dedication! She loved
it! It wasn't a use I expected for the typewriter, but life
surprises me again.

"Ah, yes, that's romance. Get yourself a woman like that, lads!" is
what I'd like to say.

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About a month later, Juli contacted me to tell me one single thing:

    "I broke up with that guy in the end."

Please... This woman spent almost three hundred dollars on a gift
for her boyfriend, but the relationship wasn't stable enough to last
a couple more months. Love makes you stupid, no doubt.

I didn't reply to her message.