Today, I was at the mall with my girlfriend — shopping, when it just so happened I ran into a friend of mine that I haven’t seen or heard of him for a long time. He ‘s an amazing professional photographer. You know, a dude who makes a living by taking pictures of all thing.
Back in college, he was the smartest one of others, and the most hilarious one. He spent most of his spare time playing with his cameras, taking pictures of anything, anything like anything, anything that would take his attention.
Sometime we’d make fun of him by taking his pictures while he was sleeping — as he always sleeps like he was drunk or dead, and not even an exploding volcano can wake him — we draw things all over his face and body, have the pictures printed on large size then put them all over our room. And not even once he mad at us, never. He just laughed out loud and said we’re so stupidly mean.
Some of his photograph that i like so much is our college building. You know, our college buildings are old, but somehow, he can make very nice photographs of them. Not that he’s a photoshop master or some kind, he never used any computer programs to edit the pictures or even just to brighten the lighting. They’re taken genuinely only by his camera. I still have one of his beautiful photographs of our college buildings, hanging at my wall. And it makes a very nice decoration to the wall.
One day, i ask him what he would do with his photography talent. He said to me “Someday i’m gonna travel around the world, taking pictures of all those beautiful and amazing places out there. But my dream is to have a huge photograph gallery with those beautiful pictures so that everyone can enjoy them, for free. And if anyone like the photographs, they can buy them.”. And he did. I really admire him, his passion, and what he did. He have traveled around the world all these years, make his own dream to come true. And now he own the gallery of his dream and build an online gallery too. He invited me and my girlfriend to the gallery to see it ourself.
The World’s Bank
We talked and discuss so many thing just like the old time, and i don’t know how but our topic was shifted to business stuff, including what credit card we were using right now. He told me that since he traveled so much, he decided to use a HSBC credit card. He said that what the HSBC have claimed to be — The World’s Bank — in fact is true. They really are a world bank. Cause no matter what country he’s in, he can always use his card. That’s something that other cards or banks can’t always do. “And the rates is great, man! They won’t give you a heart attack like the others.” he added.
Just by the time he said that, my girlfriend is already standing beside me with those giant shopping bags on her hands and that weird expression on her face. My friend and i just realized that we have been sitting and talking for almost two hour, while my girlfriend is busy shopping by herself. And looking at those bags and her face, i believe she had a hell of shopping time. LOL. So we shook hands and said goodbye to him.
On my way back home, my girlfriend said that she heard me and my friend were talking about HSBC credit card, and said it ‘s a shame mine wasn’t an HSBC one. I asked her why, and she mumbled around that those stuff she just bought had some special discount prices if purchased using HSBC credit card. It got me, deeply. Suddenly it reminds me what my friend just told me about HSBC back in the mall. It is true. It really is a great card for everyone and for sure for any purposes.
I should get one of this anytime soon. And that’s for sure.