At dinner last night with a friend…
Me: So my last paycheck comes in, and it was three hundred
dollars shy of my rent payment. So I
pulled $300 out of nowhere and then my cell phone bill came due for $100 and
then, in the last ten days I’ve spent about a hundred bucks in groceries and what
not. Now I’m $500 behind before I even received my next check. And while it’s
great that I’m talking to my parents again, they now want me to come home for
Christmas which is like a $400 plane flight, $200 for boarding the dog, $50 for
bags, possibly not working that week.
AAAAAAAHHHH! I know if I asked my
parents for the money, they’d give it to me, but at the same time, there would
be this whole air of disappointment the whole time I was there. “This is our
daughter Ana. She’s should be supporting us at this age, but she couldn’t afford to make this trip because
she’s too lazy to just suck it up and get a real job. Oh well, at least we have
two children who are financially stable.”
Friend: Tell me about it. I just feel so overwhelmed right
now. My admin quit. I’ve got a hearing
tomorrow in Texarkana and another one in Austin next week. I just wish I had someone to help me out a
little bit.
Me: Really? You were
paying the admin $10/hour, right? You
want me to do some filing for you?
F: For $10/hour? Isn’t
that insulting?
Me: I dunno. We could
hang out. I could make a little money.
You could get stuff done.
F: Gah, that might be awesome. I just want enough time to clean my house
right now.
Me: OMG, I love cleaning houses! Can I do that too?
F: Ana, I couldn’t let you clean my house. That’s just… I don’t know. Clean my house?
Me: It’s a stress reliever for me.
F: It’s too bad that you don’t have an interest in
litigation because I’ve got clients approaching me like crazy right now.
Me: Yeah, I think I’d rather clean your toilets for
$10/hour.
F: Well, I think we could set something up to work for you
until you find your way. As much as I hate for you to do it, I need both a
secretary and a housecleaner.
Me: I’m so stoked!
F: You are an odd girl.
1 comment:
Oh do I understand! (and my father never will)
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