OK, so I am on my lunch break about a half hour ago and the stbx calls because he locked his keys in his car and needs someone to go to his apartment and get his spare keys. Why did he call me, you might ask? That's exactly what I was thinking! At what point do I stop being his go to person whenever anything bad happens? Why did I have to track down our daughter so she could go get his spare keys (she has a key to his apartment)? Why doesn't he call one of his girlfriends, or his mother, or my mother (since she seems to be on his side)? It was a simple request to track down our daughter, so I did it and solved the problem, but I don't want to have to do these things for him anymore. I just wish he would grow up and leave home!
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