Sorry this got so LONGcameron_fryeJune 21 2007, 16:47:20 UTC
Ugh! I know how you feel, when betrayed by someone you didn't initially trust, then kind trusted? But then they screwed you. A couple months ago my mom said her old friend Brian was going to come stay with us so he could get back up on his feet. Apparently he was having a ahrd time back in Washington and was like, drinking too much and addicted to meth and was in a "bad place" and my mom cared for her friends and they've known each other for years or something and he needed help. So I helped make him a bed with some of MY spare sheets. My mom persuaded me to open a credit card to help take car of some expenses while he lived with us. And they also borrowed extra money from me to get him work-clothes for this job we'd gotten him. Only this is what he was really doing: -trying to break my mom and Jim up (which wouldn't have been ALL that bad) and move in on her for himself (only that would have been a major downgrade from Jim) -buying PPV porn on our cable, the bills of which I had had to pay for because, surprise: he split one day
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Re: Sorry this got so LONGjoiefilledJune 21 2007, 23:25:09 UTC
Oh my fucking god! I saw your frustrated financial post some time ago, but I had no idea that this is what caused it. I would have freaked. That is too much of a limb to go out on, for anyone - your mother never should have asked that of you, if she wanted to help her friend, she should have done so with whatever means that she and only she possessed. The sheets would have been enough for me, a credit card would have caused a meltdown.
Re: Sorry this got so LONGjoiefilledJune 22 2007, 04:20:03 UTC
Although honestly, with your having opened the card yourself and accepting responsibility, I'm not sure a suit would get you anywhere. You might be able to hold him responsible for other debts, though.
Re: Sorry this got so LONGcameron_fryeJune 22 2007, 15:36:07 UTC
Well when I threatened a suit, I pretty much knew I couldn't really get a good case, but it scared them pretty good. And I did pretty much have a meltdown... I've been slowly recovering over the few weeks..
I KNOW. And the thing is, earlier that day, I had somehow gotten into a long talk with Hannah about Newman O's, and we discussed their merits for like, a half hour, I kid you not, and I go home, search the pantry over and over again, and then realize that homeboy must have wanted to pack a tasty snack. WTF indeed!
I just realized the ridiculousness of me freaking out over a homeless man taking my cookies. I'm probably going to hell.
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way better than regular oreos. :)
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A couple months ago my mom said her old friend Brian was going to come stay with us so he could get back up on his feet. Apparently he was having a ahrd time back in Washington and was like, drinking too much and addicted to meth and was in a "bad place" and my mom cared for her friends and they've known each other for years or something and he needed help.
So I helped make him a bed with some of MY spare sheets. My mom persuaded me to open a credit card to help take car of some expenses while he lived with us. And they also borrowed extra money from me to get him work-clothes for this job we'd gotten him.
Only this is what he was really doing:
-trying to break my mom and Jim up (which wouldn't have been ALL that bad) and move in on her for himself (only that would have been a major downgrade from Jim)
-buying PPV porn on our cable, the bills of which I had had to pay for because, surprise: he split one day ( ... )
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And I did pretty much have a meltdown... I've been slowly recovering over the few weeks..
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Those are so the best cookies ever, too.
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I just realized the ridiculousness of me freaking out over a homeless man taking my cookies. I'm probably going to hell.
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I'm still all "wtf" about the situation, so if you're going to hell, then I'll see you there.
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