Change is good; or so they say....
One of the biggest changes to take place this week is that the POS truck is no longer parked in the front yard. #3 had a classmate who wanted to buy it. He got himself a job, worked hard, and bought it with his 1st paycheck for $200. He and his brothers are going to have a great time getting it fixed up pretty and running. I'm happy for him.
Well, I was happy until husband wanted to know, 'Where the fuck's the truck?' I said that #3 told you she had a buyer, I told you that #2 & #3 were tired of waiting for work to be done on it, and I told him that he had never even bothered to look for a transmission for it in the 8 months that it's been an eyesore in the front yard.
He said, 'Yeah but I didn't give permission to sell it!' Door slam out. Door slam in. Door slam going downstairs. Angry yelling coming from the basement. I follow to find out exactly why he's pissed. Hell, I thought he would be happy because he wouldn't have to keep hearing, 'When are we gonna fix the truck, Dad?' Guess I was wrong.
He says that he could have sold it for $800 like it sat and that we got screwed. Ok.....we got screwed? First off, I never heard anything about an offer to buy it for $800. If it was offered, and he didn't take it, then he's an idiot and HE'S the one who screwed us. The thing wouldn't crank, the transmission was shot, and it looked like crap from years of sitting under trees long before we even bought it! And we only paid $100.
I felt bad for a while and then I got over it. I'm glad to not have it there as a reminder of yet another promise to do something for the girls that went unfulfilled.
Good riddance to bad rubbish I say!
The next biggest change that occurred this week is the total annihilation of a group of 13 friends I've been with for the past 3 years. We've shared everything with each other; even the deaths of 2 of our members. Everyone thought we were going to be friends forever.
Well, nothing lasts forever.
Guess it really is so that you can never truly know another person. In this case, 2 persons. Evidently what these 2 women did was to have bitch sessions with each other and talk about how THEY were the only supportive members of the group. With no word to anyone, they sent out an email pretty much saying, in the succinct way that Cartman would, 'Screw you guys. I'm going home!' I think it was more about them forming a bond that pretty much left everyone else out and they used the excuse of the other members 'not being there' for them as a reason to go their own way.
Good riddance to bad rubbish I say! Although I said that with tears in my eyes.
Well, nothing lasts forever and change IS good, right?
Well, I was happy until husband wanted to know, 'Where the fuck's the truck?' I said that #3 told you she had a buyer, I told you that #2 & #3 were tired of waiting for work to be done on it, and I told him that he had never even bothered to look for a transmission for it in the 8 months that it's been an eyesore in the front yard.
He said, 'Yeah but I didn't give permission to sell it!' Door slam out. Door slam in. Door slam going downstairs. Angry yelling coming from the basement. I follow to find out exactly why he's pissed. Hell, I thought he would be happy because he wouldn't have to keep hearing, 'When are we gonna fix the truck, Dad?' Guess I was wrong.
He says that he could have sold it for $800 like it sat and that we got screwed. Ok.....we got screwed? First off, I never heard anything about an offer to buy it for $800. If it was offered, and he didn't take it, then he's an idiot and HE'S the one who screwed us. The thing wouldn't crank, the transmission was shot, and it looked like crap from years of sitting under trees long before we even bought it! And we only paid $100.
I felt bad for a while and then I got over it. I'm glad to not have it there as a reminder of yet another promise to do something for the girls that went unfulfilled.
Good riddance to bad rubbish I say!
The next biggest change that occurred this week is the total annihilation of a group of 13 friends I've been with for the past 3 years. We've shared everything with each other; even the deaths of 2 of our members. Everyone thought we were going to be friends forever.
Well, nothing lasts forever.
Guess it really is so that you can never truly know another person. In this case, 2 persons. Evidently what these 2 women did was to have bitch sessions with each other and talk about how THEY were the only supportive members of the group. With no word to anyone, they sent out an email pretty much saying, in the succinct way that Cartman would, 'Screw you guys. I'm going home!' I think it was more about them forming a bond that pretty much left everyone else out and they used the excuse of the other members 'not being there' for them as a reason to go their own way.
Good riddance to bad rubbish I say! Although I said that with tears in my eyes.
Well, nothing lasts forever and change IS good, right?
posted by bb at 7:08 PM
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