As you know, today was already emotional and difficult. This evening, I received a call from a fundraiser for the Pineapples. The conversation went something like this:
FR (fundraiser): Is this Gui (but uses a different form of my first name)? (strike one: did not know my actual first name)
Me: yes, this is Gui
FR: *launches into a long spiel about how the Chief Pineapple is going to tackle (enter controversial topic here) in the next couple of months, and oh noes, the Oranges are going to oppose Chief Pineapple and all the little Pineapples, and this is a crisis for the country, etc. etc. and the Pineapples need my donation, etc.*long pause*
Me: I didn't say anything. I think this was where she wanted me to ask "What can I do?" or "Can I make a donation?" I stayed silent.
FR (a little awkwardly): So how much can the Pineapples count on you for?
Me: I'm sorry, it won't be possible for me to donate.
FR: All right, maybe next time then.
I did it! For once, I didn't get into reasons or worse, give in and donate anyway. To be honest, I wouldn't have minded making a donation, but I'm practicing saying "no". And it felt gooood