Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Flarg.

Today was so hectic. I have a bit of help at work now but the person who was supposed to be training her is not. Which means that I have to train her plus handle everything I was already doing. I left two hours late today still having things left to do. I didn't eat lunch until 5 and now I just have an angry tummy and a headache. The Intolerable Tenenbaums are at it again. Each with their own unique spin on how to be mind blowingly deplorable. The know it all bf wrecked his car and immediately goes out and hands out his social to several lots. They all of course run his credit and say, "oh you can get a car on your own but you should get a co-signer for a lower rate". So he comes in saying I need to do the same. I say, no it doesn't work that way. You find the car you want and then you get your credit pulled. He says no that's dumb. I say well I've purchased a car on credit, have a house with a loan, have a higher credit score, and don't miss my bill payment so I would know. He says no it doesn't lower your score each time they pull your credit. I say yes it does (which is stupid but true). He yells and yells. I try to make him realize he needs to research vehicles before buying one and that he needs to look for something $5,000 and under so that he can afford payments. He of course just goes with whatever his brother forwards to him (which are all out of his price range). Then the brother starts in on me, along with my bf, about how I should be more willing to help. It's not will I lack. I just happen to have common sense, which is what's holding me back. So then the mother dearest starts texting every 10 minutes to see if he's found a new car yet. My God people! It's called impulse buying and it's what you don't do. Mommy dearest is a whole other realm though. I'm still pissed off that she thought it was perfectly fine for her to march through my house when her little baby lost his job. He rents but it is my house and that is extremely disrespectful. It's not her place to dictate to him how to live. He is 25 and should make his own decisions. For that matter, if I'm cosigning with him on some car, then it is our decision which car WE get. Butt out people. He's pretty spineless when it comes to them though. He still hasn't told them that he's been a buddhist for years now. My family and I don't always get along but they are aware of the fact that my will is my will and my mind is my mind. I keep my mind open to their suggestions but I do not need to have my hand held. Why are some people so irritatingly unmotivated?! I had to delay school for a bit to take care of my family but I'm starting back next fall and will finish my degree. I have a job which pays my bills and I'm taking up a second job to eliminate my house and car notes. And here next to me is the man who's perpetually late. It really infuriates me at times that I have to drag him along with me. He yells at me for not going to the gym with him regularly. I may not go regularly but that may be because I'm the one who takes care of the house, does our laundry, cleans, does the yard work, and works over full time. I also have a Godchild on the way and am avidly studying for a second job and taking online classes. So pardon me if I can't always drop everything I'm doing to do what you want to do. I do go to the gym but I go when it's best for me. Yes I could be in better shape but explain to me why when we both went for our physicals I came out in better health than you overall despite having some extra weight. That's right. My heart is healthier, my endurance is better, even my eye sight prevails! So take your bull and shove it. I am not the most gifted, the smartest, the most talented, or the most fit person but I am a better rounded individual than you. So lay off. If I hear the word Mensa one more time I am going to stab someone. So you're a club for smart people. Good for you. Guess what, so am I. Stop pretending it's a big deal or it makes you superior to others. This is why people avoid you. Argh!!!! In other news, no we have not decided on a car. Oh and when you lie to someone and then get mad at them for not trusting you, you just look like an ass.

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