I'm feeling disappointed in people lately. Has really been eating at me, so I really think I need to write about it. It's the reason I started this stinkin' blog anyway, to write about whatever it is that is bouncing around in my skull. Maybe it's Winter, just being cranky locked indoors. Maybe it's because I become neurotic when MrNV leaves town, he just returned today. Who knows.I'm slightly upset with my sister, she went out to eat with my dad and brother today. They went to lunch. She, again, didn't invite me. Even got an email from my brother this morning that they were going, he needed some information from me. But no, "Hey, come along!". I'm really not a miserable bitch to be around. Not sure why I'm always getting shafted. My dad did call this morning, I missed it because I forgot my cell. So, he's safe :) He also brought me a box of pastries (a bit shaken, but still great!), so he's set for the year. Maybe he appreciates that his youngest kid and biggest mistake is actually the one that has invited him to move in. None of my other shitastic siblings that have no children. So. I'm just disappointed. But, nothing new. I couldn't go anyway, so whatever. Oh, and I was watching a small video from Christmas. She had one of those paper cracker things, you pull each end with someone else? And prizes fall out? So she was doing it with Monkey, and when the prize fell out she took it. Immediately saying, "For me!" It was a miniature screwdriver set. And I noticed his jilted look in the video. She was all, "Here, let's do this and you'll get a prize..." and immediately took it. Her husband caught it, and gave him some plastic watch from one of the other's. It's not the point that he needed it. It's that it is a kids cracker and the fun of popping it for the prize... it's for freakin' kids!
I think my biggest disappointment belongs to a close friend. You know, there are people in your life that just don't have the best luck. Or just don't always make the right decisions, or what looks like the right decision turns to shit. It happens. I'm sure for years people felt MrNV and I were those people while we tried to get our business started. However, there is a difference... we depended only on our family in times of need.
This particular friend sort of started our downhill slide some time ago. She used to work for us. For almost a year or two I didn't hear from her, things were going just peachy. Then, the calls. Husband is a douche, life sucks.. no money. So I offered her work. She didn't have a car. So I drove all the way to her home, about 30 minutes.. picked her up and brought her to work. And would take her home. Yup. Never once asked for a penny in gas.. what was the point? I don't know if she ever made me take any, but I doubt it. Eventually things worked out and she moved closer to us and could drive herself. When I offered her the job, it was until she found something better. But she liked it, and we liked her working for us. We're a small company, nothing huge. She got to work at my dad's place, and he would entertain her and feed her at times. Seemed everything was fine. We then bought our home and moved the work here. One day I picked up the phone and she was talking to her husband. And he asked something along the lines of "How is it going?".. to which she replied something like she is.. as usual.. doing all the work and we're making all the money. I wanted to scream. Seriously. Like we make millions or something. I can't even begin to tell you what my husband went through to perfect what we do. It was easy work. She could work basically whatever hours she wanted, take off whatever days she wanted. Cable TV. Wear whatever you want. Simple. And she assumed we were making tons, and just mistreating her in the pits. I blew it off, never said anything. But it has always bothered me. I wonder if she understand what it takes to run a business? Mainly, for her, the money it takes? All of the product we have to buy. The taxes we pay. I'm not even going to get into it here, you get the idea. But, we were greedy assholes. Finally she got a different job, they offered benefits and all that.. good. That was the plan anyway. .. fast forward .. A while back her electricity was shut off.. she shows up at my house without any notice, I was talking with my dad in the office. Drama drama.. wanted to use my phone and went downstairs. When she came up she went on about how it was shut off, and she needed $300 something to get it reconnected. I've given her money in the past. I wasn't in the mood to just cough it up. So I offered her $100, told her she could just work some odd hours here and there to pay me back. Fine. But then she told me her boyfriend's parents had sent them a $200 check, she would sign it over to me if I would give her the $200 cash. I figured, OK. She didn't have it on her... so she was going to get it to me later. I told her whenever, the weather wasn't too great. She then went on about how she had no gas, so I just gave her $328 so that hopefully she would honestly just go and handle the situation. Of course a couple weeks went by, excuses. I sent her an email that MrNV was getting mad at ME because she wasn't paying me the $200.. and she told me she didn't have it. Additional excuses.. I wasn't getting it. Whatever. But fast forward to this week, because I'm at my final straw.
My father is diabetic. He's also retired, on social security. He has one of those plans where he gets his meds cheaper than most. However, for part of the year he pays full price, then later he gets them cheap. However that works out. He told friend's boyfriend ONCE that he could give him a few vials .. because he needed it as he had no insurance. Free. Normally $80 per vial. So she called me on Sunday,
"Is your dad there?"
"No? He's coming over after the game, why?"
"Well, we're going to come over to pick up the stuff."
"Stuff? What stuff?"
"Your dad is giving us 2 vials of his medication."
....pause...
"You already asked him?"
"Yeah, I talked to him. I'm giving him $25 for it."
So I called my dad after I got off the phone.
"She called you and asked you for your medications AGAIN??"
"Oh.... yeah. She called me yesterday."
"YESTERDAY? Dad, I am SO sorry that MY friends are calling YOU and asking for favors! That is so out of control!"
"It's OK. I'm a big boy. I can say no."
"No you can't, I know how you are. And it was out of line. I am so sorry! Is she paying you??"
"Yes."
"TODAY??"
"No. Friday."
"Oh, dad. So now she owes you too?"
"It's OK. They can work it off if they don't have the money."
"Well, THAT isn't the point. How do you think she would feel if I called HER dad and asked HIM for money or favors?"
"Yeah. Well."
"I'm sorry dad. I'll see you when you get here."
And that was my day. My dad wasn't upset, but I'm pissed. I didn't even know what to say to her when she arrived. We chatted. But, of course... as usual.. she had to 'run to the grocery store'. She never hangs out any longer than she has to. She told me she plans to pay me $25 per week until she has paid me back, but we'll see. That isn't even what has me pissed. It's enough that MrNV is annoyed with me for loaning her money.. more than once. But now if she doesn't pay my dad, it is going to be MY friend that didn't pay. Which I know he isn't going to even mention to me, but I just feel bad now that it's an issue.
So I'm angry. She will probably read my blog, and will find out. Or not. I don't care anymore. I'm getting old and my patience with people is just so quickly fizzling out. There is such a long history, and I'm bored with it. You just don't call the elderly parents of your friends and ask them favors. It's wrong. I tell you what though, she will know for certain that I'm pissed if she doesn't pay my dad this weekend.
