22nd April, 2008
This Is Only Tuesday
Yes, his return came in, but he needs to pay rent, so he can only pay me two thirds of what he owes. I’m really fed up with this. He knew that he was out of a job and, to me at least, it seems as if he’s not really putting in a whole lot of effort looking for one. There are many places around in Berkeley; he just needs to find them. I’ll be able to make rent with what he gives me, but still, I shouldn’t have to wait around like this.
I’m sick of having to wait for my goddamn money. The stupid clothing store needs to give me my last stupid paycheck. The new market needs to have it’s damn CPA send in the damn financial papers for us all to sign and get started on payroll. My stupid summer financial aid loan won’t kick in until the end of May at the earliest. The newspaper needs to decide how much to pay me for my damn work last month. Then I have to wait for SB to give me the rest of all that money.
It’s all this waiting I’m sick and tired of. I even have to wait for the damn optometrist! The earliest appointment I can get is in a little more than three weeks away. I can’t wait too long because like I mentioned earlier, my dad is getting laid off and we may or may not have insurance after that, so I need to get my new eye prescription soon. Since I want to do contacts as well, I know that I may have to come back for more visits and all that shit.
I’m quite the impatient person.
Now I’m moody. I was moody because I stopped by the clothing store an hour ago asking for my damn check because the manager said that it would come in yesterday night. I told her I’d come in today then in order to get it and when I come in, apparently, she’s taken my check with her.
I’m even moodier because I picked up my mail on the way back home and guess what I find: a jury summons. Of course, with my luck, it’s not even in a court that’s nearby. The court is twenty miles away and two miles from the BART station which will take me about 30 minutes to get to the station anyway. The last time I was summoned, I said I had school. However, with that one, it was my hometown’s county. I’m in a new county now and they don’t give me the option to say that I’m a student. The best I can do is say that I’m taking care of someone between the hours of 8:00am to 5:00pm and cannot find alternative means. I have SB’s roommate that I may be able to call, but that’s about as far as I can go. My cousin said that he’s always ignored his and since he’s not registered to vote in the county he’s in now, he doesn’t get the letters. I don’t want to do that because I’m afraid that I could get fined and if I do, then that’s more money I don’t have out of my pocket.
This day is really starting to suck. Did I mention that it’s gotten colder lately? It was nice and warm for just a few days and then all of a sudden, a nice cold front comes at us and now I’m even crankier because of that.
I’m afraid that if one more thing goes wrong today, I’m just going to burst. I’m cranky, I’m tired. I want my damn money and I don’t want to go to the damn courthouse.
Tags: SB
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