This would be about the point where I could use a guardian angel...
Somethimes, things get rough. Unexpected things happen, and they take a toll on you. People you considered friends decide they have other ideas. Your old, reliable car decodes it wants to be problematic. Every bill collector in the lower 48 states suddenly has your phone number... and uses it regularly.
In the past month, three different, unrelated women (ironically all in their early-mid 20s) have fooled me into thinking they were interested, only to decide they are interested in some other guy maybe a week later. I lost one to her ex, another to some random soccer player, and a third to some guy she originally wanted to hook up with before she started talking to me. Hey, no problem. Lesson learned: I'm nobody's second choice. If I'm destined to be single, so be it - not my loss.
Last week, my car decided to leak both oil and brake fluid at the same time. $523 later, I get a pressure switch and one caliper replaced, and realize I got taken at the garage my roommate recommended. I'm not dripping fluids out of the underside of my car anymore, but now there's a new leak: in my bank account.
The check for my electric bill finally got to Direct Energy... several days after they turned in a disconnect notice. Imagine my surprise when, at about 4:30 yesterday afternoon, all my lights went out. Two minutes later, a text message arrives from my roommate: "Dude, did you pay the electric bill?" So, while on the phone with Direct Energy, they see the payment is posted... but still made me wait an entire day before turning me back on. To add insult to injury, they still charged me $10 as a reconnect fee. I'm disputing that, naturally.
I got paid last Friday. I had money left over from the paycheck before this one. I looked into my account today... and I see I'm in the red by nearly two hundred dollars. Good thing the rent check and the electric bill cleared. Bad thing is, I'm still getting calls about my car (they want $200 BEFORE my next paycheck arrives) and my cell phone (shame I can't change my number).
So much for paying bills on time, yes?
All in all, life's peachy. Now, hopefully, I'll have enough gas to make it home in the morning. And then, on October 21, when I get paid, maybe I'll be able to eat something again (since all my food is now spoiled).
