Singing for my supper

Nov 12, 2007 22:53

The last week has seen me completly broke. I don't mean low on money, I mean broke. My credit card company is riddiculous and took money out of my checking they shouldn't have. I authorized a sizeable payment in August over the phone with a man who spoke pretty bad english. The man asked me if I would like to split the rest of my credit card bill in two payments, I told him sure and he told me he would send me the bills. Apparently send me the bills in credit card land translates to "please take it out my checking". I feel stupid, because I did not notice when they took out the first payment, I thought my account was low but I am not excellent on keeping up on my balance. Especially when it was so high because of all my school money. This time I flipping noticed, because it sent my account negative. I talked to the company and they said they would refund me the second payment but not the first. This was a week and a half ago and after talking to a million people I should be receiving a check in the next couple days, fingers crossed. My account became more negative as bills went through and overdraft fees have added up. I talked to people at the bank and most of the fees should be reversed because it is not truly my fault the company did this to me. Sigh.

In the mean time I have really realized how much I spend on average and how consumer driven our culture is. I have only purchased 2 sodas and a couple of candy bars in the last week and a half. This was from scrapping together change and having to ease my pain of an awefull exam I did not do well on. Ben and Shelle have both bought me a few meals which makes me feel like shit. I hate being this place, its my own fault I know. I borrowed money from Todd for my cell phone bill because I didn't want money to come into Ben and I. I think he thinks I am silly in this sense, but it is my stubborn nature. Luckily I get paid tomorrow and hopefully I will get the money back from my credit card company tomorrow.

The van is also on its last leg. Ben is teaching me how to drive stick shift so I can maybe drive his car when I go on clinicals. This isn't something I asked him to do or would ever expect him to do. Again, my stubborness makes this difficult for me and he doesn't really understand. I try to explain I don't want to burden him with my money or car problems and that I don't want him to do anything he is not comfortable with. His response is always similar that he cares and is just trying to help. sigh. I can't believe he let me drive his car.

I feel helpless right now and can't wait for school to be done.

I also farted in front of Ben. I know this is too much information, but I have never done that in front of a guy I was dating.
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