him: "you're being so selfish! how do you think I can come up with my half of the rent in 2 days?"
me: "I don't know. we could get a third roommate."
him: "and then I'd have to put up with another fucking person?
me: "yes."
him: "haven't I always been here for you? Don't I always try to help you out?"
me: "yes, even though I don't always want or need your help."
him: "what?!? I've always helped you out! {goes through a litany of ways he's 'helped'}. How come you're so selfish?"
me: "I don't know what I'm supposed to say to that."
him: {stares at the TV for 3 solid minutes drinking cheap whiskey}
me: "is there anything else you'd like to talk about?"
him: {crosses arms and makes a snide face} "er. ohhh. ummm. dammit, you're being a selfish bitch after all I've done for you! Why don't you get rid of the dogs or the horses or something, instead of asking me to pay my 'half' of the rent? You know I never would have moved in here if I had to do that. You told me that you would pay 2/3 and I would pay 1/3. I told you I could help you out with utilities, even though I shouldn't have to. Why are you going back on your word?"
me: "we've had this conversation before, and we're not getting anywhere. i'm going outside now."
him: "get back here! why do you always leave? friends communicate. why won't you talk to me? Fucking bitch."
me: "no. this conversation is over."
geez, man.
then i get to work this morning and get this email from my boss:
"Your first prioity according to our meeting last week was
dude - it was PART of the audit. I am doing my job here...
why is this so difficult for her to see?
on the plus side, I think my finances are getting in order and I get to go cross country schooling tomorrow.
and there are a few girls I like.
and lori makes me coffee in the mornings.
