Competition: Spoiled Brats of the Western World

I want , I want , I want. That young miss has more front than Brighton.

Anyone remember this ??????


NO CHARGE - 05/07/1976
1 week at #1 - 11 weeks on chart

Now our little boy came up to his mum in the kitchen this evenin'
While she was fixin' supper
And he handed her a piece of paper he'd been writin' on
And after wipin' her hands on her apron
She read it - and this is what it said

For mowin' the lawn - five dollars
For makin' my own bed this week - one dollar
And for goin' to the store - fifty cents
An' playin' with little brother, while you went shoppin' - twenty-five cents

Takin' out the trash - one dollar
Gettin' a good report card - five dollars
And for rakin' the yard - two dollars
Total owed - fourteen seventy-five

Well, as mum looked at him standin' there expectantly
And I could see the mem'ries flashing through her mind
And so she picked up the pen, and turnin' the paper over
This is what she wrote

For the nine months I carried you
Growin' inside me - No charge
For the nights I've sat up with you
Doctored you, and prayed for you - No charge
For the time and the tears
That you've cost through the years, there's No charge
And when you add it all up
The full cost of my love is No charge

For the nights filled with dread
And all the worries ahead - No charge
For advice and the knowledge
And the cost of your college - No charge
For the toys, food and clothes and even for wipin' your nose
There's No charge, son
And when you add it all up
The full cost of my love, is - No charge


Well, when he finished readin'
He had great big old tears in his eyes
And he looked up at her standing there and said
Mama, I sure do love you
Then he took the pen,
And in great big letters
He wrote PAID IN FULL

Lord knows when you add it all up
The cost of real love is - No charge

I think the letter is funny. Why not have the balls to ask for some money from someone who makes a ton of it? I wouldn't say it's bratty so much as someone with a bit of confidence.

Hey, Noddy,

I nominate the Oakman.

You were speaking of the real world, I assume.

All of us were brats at one time, I suppose. I taught several brats (twerps, as I used to refer to them). One stole my gradebook, and I found out that he had recently died. I felt rather solemn about that, but unfortunately, all I could think of was the hours and hours of work that I had put into that book. Guess that makes me a brat in a way.

Gala--

Kevin J. Anderson, the author in question, while widely known in SF circles is not raking in money the way Stephen King rakes in money.

Ok--the kid asked--and then proceeded to cuss out..... Would you give money to a stranger with a limited grasp of the written word who cussed you out?

Oldandknew--

Assumptions are funny. I'd assumed that the wheel-hungry brat was male.

Lettie--

I don't know who Oakman is. As for the kid who swiped your grade book, his (another assumption?) death doesn't give you back the hours of work he stole. I don't see how your resentment makes you a brat?

Noddy, OAKMAN is oldandknew. Sorry.

oh, noddy, who knows? the kid is just acting like a teenager who wants something. yeah, he/she is being a freshy, but is it worthy of working up a lather? Unless, you have kids the same age, then it makes sense why you are posting this.

Gala--

I have grandchildren this age.

In the last week I've encountered several needy/greedy types (only one of whom is a teenager) who feel that since I have, they deserve.

Suppose that Young Gimme hadn't written a letter but had approached Mr. Anderson on the street, made his demand for money and the started cursing. What would you think then?

I think all children should have a good Tanning on the Ass! Except me of course!

What do you have against a tan oh brilliant bummed one?

That's a gutsy kid with a bit of nerve. Not as much nerve though as someone who does it face to face. Very good idea, though.

If they can do it in person, well, I see a great future for him/her in sales/marketing/cold-calling.

Or how about an attorney!