Aimee

Alright, I’ll tell you all what I’m NOT going to do...

I’m not going to dwell on the fact that the rent check cleared yesterday (and cross your fingers that the bank doesn’t return it, please God) and now my checking account is at this very moment overdrawn by $377 and change (which with all those "insufficient funds" charges yet to clear will just continue to grow before Monday when I can go to the bank and try to fix it) because someone decided to write me not one, but two checks they fucking knew were going to bounce.

Nor am I going to dwell on the fact that I had to pay H&R Block $233 to express file our taxes this morning in order for me to get a same-day check so that I CAN go to the bank on Monday, and fix the mess my account is currently in.

I’m also choosing not to dwell on the fact that: (a) I had to swallow my pride, and ask Drew to help try and dig me out of this mess someone else has gotten me into (he couldn’t help as he doesn’t get paid until next Friday, but I’m thankful that he dragged his ass out with me this morning so we could express file our taxes, without which I’d be fucked eight ways to Sunday), and (b) I had to ask my mother to fill up my gas tank because I was sitting on "E" as well as buy a birthday present for Cameron’s girlfriends birthday party tomorrow because I don’t have ANY fucking money thanks to the aforementioned person.

And lastly, I am absolutely not going to dwell on the fact that even though I only bring home $365 a week, and get little to no help from anyone with paying the bills, I have managed to NOT bounce a check or in any way overdraw my account since Drew moved out in October.

But if this person EVER pulls this shit again, and puts me in the position that their irresponsible actions have put me in right now, all bets are off. I’m a fairly nice person, and I try my best to understand when someone is having a rough time, but really, there is only so much I can take before I just can’t take anymore.

And I have to tell you, right now, I’m just about there with this person.

And the really fucked up part (the part that hurts) about this is, it didn’t have to be this way. If they would’ve just told me, we could’ve worked it out together. But they didn’t tell me, and now I’m paying for their fuck up.

EDITED @ 1:05 AM 1/29/06: It added serious insult to injury when I found out that aside from fucking my finances all to bloody hell, and basically putting me in a rather precarious position, the aforementioned person (who Angie basically outed, LOL) also broke my trust by telling my mother something that I specifically asked her not to. My mother, bless her heart, handled it much better than I thought she would, but I should've been the one to tell her. And now I'm not sure what hurts worse, that they did all the above shit or that they broke my trust? I don't know? I guess the only thing I do know right now is that you live, learn and trust next to no one.