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Move, for fuck's sake!
Monday, 25 April 2005 23:37First, some fun.
Now, then, onto the day.
The day began on a rather crappy note--I had walked into work pissed off, this time at Bob.
Once again, he needed money to pay his lawyer for this whole child support court thingy. He already "borrowed" from Grandma $1500 to pay his lawyer. Now he wants another $750. So he asked me to see if I could contribute. With the apartment date rapidly approaching, to drain $750 of my apartment account to pay for his lawyer would mean that it'd take yet another 2-3 months to once again save up to where I am now--and that means that all that April and I have worked for would be lost. So, I said if I could contribute anything, it'd be small, somewhere between $25 and $50, to which he replied, "that's it?! Don't you have a lot of money in an account that you're not using right now?"
I said, "It's not being used right this second, but it will be in a few weeks when I pay a security deposit."
"I'll pay it back before you move."
Now, if there's 1 thing I learned with the 10 years I've known my stepdad, it's that money flows through his hands like water. His track record is not something to be proud of. For him to pay me back $750, it'd require him to save his next 3 paychecks and not spend a dime--on bills, food, personal things, anything. Plus, I'd have no more security deposit.
"But Brian...we're talking about your stepfather possibly going to j
"As much as I'd love to help you, Bob, I can't drain $750--it's taken me over 3 months to get to this point."
"I see. Fasinating. Absolutely fascinating." Nothing more was said on the ride to work, and as I walked out, he looked at me and said, "are you sure you're not a practicing Jew?"
Ahh, yes, pull out the Jewish slurs on me.
So, I left and that was that. Pissed, yes. He should know, of all people, that if I had money sitting in an account not going anywhere, no particular purpose--I'd have no problems giving him $750. But...all this has a purpose...and I'm not risking losing it because someone needs to pay a lawyer.
About 2 hours later, my mood totally went the opposite. I called the Kingston Wal-Mart to inquire about my transfer. They had just lost their full-time Wireless associate, they had called my boss to get some info about me, and I called them to see if they'd take me. The store manager and the Connection Center manager decided that they were gonna take me...as the store manager put it, "we have a home for you." That was all I needed. When I got off the phone, I let out a very loud happy shriek and hugged Lindsay (The Cheat).
From that point, nothing could get me down. I was too happy. I called April up, told her the news, and she's beaming as well. So now, ALL the pieces are set in place for the apartment. One final step: sign the lease. To do that, the current tenant has to move out, provide a written confirmation of doing so, then, when we're given the ok, we sign the lease and pay the security deposit.
Came home after surviving Rob's driving, chatted with April some, showered, and here I am. Rob's sleeping upstairs, and I've got the room to myself.
HAPPY!
Tomorrow's the last day of Wal-Mart...8 days of it. I can't wait for that day off...
FF6, maybe some more baseball card stuff...who knows?
Nighty night, all.
Brian James Williams's Aliases |
Your movie star name: Lay's Stax Joel |
Your fashion designer name is Brian London |
Your socialite name is Bri-Bri New Paltz |
Your fly girl / guy name is B Wil |
Your detective name is Bald Eagle Suffern |
Your barfly name is Lay's Stax Smirnoff Twisted |
Your soap opera name is James Lake |
Your rock star name is Lindt Truffles Road Runner |
Your star wars name is Brithu Wilapr |
Your punk rock band name is The Happy Penis |
Now, then, onto the day.
The day began on a rather crappy note--I had walked into work pissed off, this time at Bob.
Once again, he needed money to pay his lawyer for this whole child support court thingy. He already "borrowed" from Grandma $1500 to pay his lawyer. Now he wants another $750. So he asked me to see if I could contribute. With the apartment date rapidly approaching, to drain $750 of my apartment account to pay for his lawyer would mean that it'd take yet another 2-3 months to once again save up to where I am now--and that means that all that April and I have worked for would be lost. So, I said if I could contribute anything, it'd be small, somewhere between $25 and $50, to which he replied, "that's it?! Don't you have a lot of money in an account that you're not using right now?"
I said, "It's not being used right this second, but it will be in a few weeks when I pay a security deposit."
"I'll pay it back before you move."
Now, if there's 1 thing I learned with the 10 years I've known my stepdad, it's that money flows through his hands like water. His track record is not something to be proud of. For him to pay me back $750, it'd require him to save his next 3 paychecks and not spend a dime--on bills, food, personal things, anything. Plus, I'd have no more security deposit.
"But Brian...we're talking about your stepfather possibly going to j
"As much as I'd love to help you, Bob, I can't drain $750--it's taken me over 3 months to get to this point."
"I see. Fasinating. Absolutely fascinating." Nothing more was said on the ride to work, and as I walked out, he looked at me and said, "are you sure you're not a practicing Jew?"
Ahh, yes, pull out the Jewish slurs on me.
So, I left and that was that. Pissed, yes. He should know, of all people, that if I had money sitting in an account not going anywhere, no particular purpose--I'd have no problems giving him $750. But...all this has a purpose...and I'm not risking losing it because someone needs to pay a lawyer.
About 2 hours later, my mood totally went the opposite. I called the Kingston Wal-Mart to inquire about my transfer. They had just lost their full-time Wireless associate, they had called my boss to get some info about me, and I called them to see if they'd take me. The store manager and the Connection Center manager decided that they were gonna take me...as the store manager put it, "we have a home for you." That was all I needed. When I got off the phone, I let out a very loud happy shriek and hugged Lindsay (The Cheat).
From that point, nothing could get me down. I was too happy. I called April up, told her the news, and she's beaming as well. So now, ALL the pieces are set in place for the apartment. One final step: sign the lease. To do that, the current tenant has to move out, provide a written confirmation of doing so, then, when we're given the ok, we sign the lease and pay the security deposit.
Came home after surviving Rob's driving, chatted with April some, showered, and here I am. Rob's sleeping upstairs, and I've got the room to myself.
HAPPY!
Tomorrow's the last day of Wal-Mart...8 days of it. I can't wait for that day off...
FF6, maybe some more baseball card stuff...who knows?
Nighty night, all.
