OMG! People Can Be Just Utterly Exasperating.....

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So last year wound down with the crazy neighbor in Tennessee that that broke her lease. As her excuse she told the landlord that, "her boyfriend can't screw her because we work too much and the scissor sounds are distracting to him." I didn't really think I could top that one this year and then low and behold here come the cousins.


Fun Fact: If some people were to spend half as much energy becoming the people they are pretending to be then they would have twice as much opportunity of actually being the person they want other people to think they are.

There are reasons that people like me take off for years at a whack and never look back; have nothing to do with our families, and find solace and comfort among far away places and new found friends.

It's no secret I'm broke right? I'm not hiding from anyone. I Googled me today to be sure and I found 6,150 web results and nearly 200 photo results all with a direct link to me. That was in just one quick, 3 second, search. Dig a little deeper and the numbers increase ten fold or more.

So I'm working at one of my six, yes SIX, jobs yesterday when I get a phone call from ***. "Angie, are you working right now?".

That's not my name but I didn't condescend her by correcting her. "yes." It's a redundant question. I have six jobs. If I'm breathing I'm working.

"Well, can you talk?"

"Um....????" Obviously something covert but the only thing I can think of is she may be reporting on a relative that's been in ICU going on two weeks. "Ummm....?????"


"Well, the thing is I have to talk to you when you can talk." (???)

I assess that I'm sitting in an office with my new boss two feet away. "Well, can we talk tonight?"

"No, I'm going to the hospital. I have to talk to you."

Must be of some urgency. "Okay, talk...." (still ????)

"The thing is, we received a letter at our address"...... (addressed to me not her or her family...... and how they got her address is as much a mystery to me at first as to anyone but it's not really the point)......."....from an attorney about a judgement you have from Ford."

It's not really a news flash and I know she didn't miss the memo that the Ford Explorer Sport Trac I had was reposessed three years ago when I had an accident and broke both arms and one leg all at one time. Rebroke one arm in the process of healing and was ultimately out of commission for about 5 months. Unfortunately, at the same time, Bonnie (my mother) had taken a commission only job with some shady, bogus mortgage company that skipped town and didn't pay her. It was the beginning of the economic downslide in California and the beginning of our own financial downslide as well. Not a news flash though. It's a well known, well discussed fact.


She continues....."the thing is, I'm going to have to ask you in a NICE NICE WAY to....."......well just cut to the chase F*** off." My words not hers. Apparently a stray piece of mail that she felt she had the Holy Roller right to open even thought it is a Federal Offense, has caused her insurmountable social damage because, I dunno, the mail man gossips with her neighbors - ???? She is one of those people that parades around sub-quoting Jesus and professing to be a Christian holy rollers with a closet so full of skeletons that it would shatter the rafters in Hell. Lives in too big of a house to afford to furnish and to combat the embarrassment of the vacant interior stands smugly at the front door, too snooty to invite anyone in. When in fact she's living in her own inadequate shame. Not my opinion of her but my assessment of her own opinion of herself.

Of course, she's calling me at work knowing that I'm at work and knowing that I can't respond. So instead, I fume for the next seven hours and still even today. Christian as she may profess to be, if Jesus met her no doubt he would be utterly ashamed. I know I am.

And how did they get her address? Mystery solved. I had ordered a computer and asked her if I could have it sent to her house so I would know for certain that someone was able to sign for it. She graciously agreed. I paid for it with PayPal and they report to credit agencies. PayPal has my address at Robin's too + all of my bank information - not hiding from them either.

And no, dear cousin, I'm not trying to use your address so that anyone I owe will come take your precious shell of a house to pay for my debts. It's not even a remote possibility that if I were really so shallow or conniving they ever would.

She ends her episode with: "Now I didn't tell your dad any of this.".....

Seriously? I'm 39 years old. SERIOUSLY? But OMG!!!.... I know he didn't miss the memo either. Never mind that though, by the time I got off work she had apparently spent a good deal of time ranting at my dad about this. So much so that he claims to have held the phone 3 feet from his ear until he heard her quit speaking. WOW!!??..........instead of, ummm......well, here's a thought, telling her to mind her own business.

...*and if you've been following this blog....the GOOD HAPPY NEWS is the previous post. Please read. I'm movin' on!!!.......*****

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