hahahaha...

...me on my way to my staight jacket fitting (not too tight at the shoulders, please)
Ok, so yesterday a 'friend" shows up to ask for a $40 loan, for something different on his vehicle; day before he asked for a $20 loan, but, miracle of miracles, he was able to find that money elsewhere.  Hours before, I bought a ten pack of razors at the 5 & 10 for a dollar, and just minutes before he knocked, a dollar can of ravioli; I was eating it out the can with a plastic fork when he knocked.
"Friend' has a truck, car, motorcycle, cellphone, plenty of friends and relatives, and plans to attend a superbowl party on Sunday.  I have a bicycle, and no need for a cellphone, cause nobody to call.  As I much belatedly thought after my evil mom loaned my meager inheritence to an allegedly back-stabbing friend, for him to get a suv I never rode in: NICE PEOPLE DONT MAKE PERSONAL LOANS.  In 1982, this allegedly-back stabbing friend had 5 brothers, 2 sisters, and lots of relatives and in-laws, but asks mostly-alone-me for loans, and then my evil mom (who, probably, loaned my inheritence from my dad's recent death just to be sadistic; I had to hide my toys when i was a kid, she'd give them away...hahaha).
Laugh a minute, including a half-hour ago bike ride to nearby grocery store for cat food: ten cans for $5; something really mentally wrong that I just had to buy 8, unwilling to buy 10; idiot me definately takes after my cheapskate, money-wasting, dad.  Only outside the store did I learn I "lost" about $1.50 on this sale, cause I paid full price.  Then, as I biked over bump in yard, feet away from my door----usual split plastic bag, with catfood cans scattered about, with one of them disappearing into some twilight zone dimension.  Me cursing like a sailor as I picked up the mangled cans....hahaha
Minutes later, find beer bottles/cans in MY garbage can---MY garbage can, not any collective garbage can; MY garbage can that usually gets filled up to top with just MY stuff.  Considering how I'm on blood pressure medication, with an $80 doctor visit next week just to get my prescription re-filled, I have good-enough excuse when I threw the bottles/cans all over the yard. (yesterday ssi day, so that's the politically-incorrect reason for beer bottles/cans.)
The sale gone wrong, especially,  is why I love laurel and hardy comedies; best laid plans...  I can find the humor in all this, but like I keep on saying to myself over the years: "be a lot funnier if it happened to somebody else."
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angel1313
angel1313

DID U GIVE HIM THE MONEY............. HOPE U TOLD HIM 2 GO LOOK SOMEWHERE ELSE AS U NEED IT FOR U & UR CATS.......
((((HUGGIESS)))))))) I KNOW HOW IT FEELS I GOT USED WHEN I LIVED IN GERMANY BY THE TIME ALL SAID & DONE THEY HAD GOTTEN ABT 500 BUCKS & I DID EVERTHING FOR THEM ONTOP OF WORKING MY OWN BOOKSTORE...........WHICH I LUVED DOING...............
penntucky
penntucky

Thankfully, he hasn\'t contacted me since---probably angry that I! ruined his planned weekend!

My mom had a neighbor who suggested he clean our furnace, for $50; I did it myself; no skill required---and then the same neighbor wouldn\'t look at the furnace later when it needed repairs....as though we should have paid him to clean it no matter what, when he needed the money!

There actually are people who hate me for such CRAZY reasons.