Our car got broken into last night. So did 5 others in our small parking lot. They didn’t steal anything from our car (that we can tell right now), but they fucked it up. What, suddenly my diaper wipes aren’t good enough for you?*
Our 8 in. thick concrete patio began sinking last night when I stepped on it. It now has one section 1/2" lower than the others, with the division crack widening with the rain.
Managment has not sent anyone to look at it. If it falls, it crashes down the 2 stories below, possibly killing others. Certainly making a loud boom.
I hate being working poor. I hate fucking Hayward. I hate stupid crime.
Fuck fuck grrrr.:mad: :mad:
Oh that is no fun. Does it make you “full of Grrr”?
(I ask because it is a phrase I really liked and I am sure that it was **Inkleberry[/b[ who used it.)
Is “hayward” something or someone I would know about if I were not a furriner? Sorry, I have no clue who/what is the detestable Hayward.
I am sorry for your plight, and it seems to me that there must be an office of your local council -sort-off-thing to which you can report this dangersou balcony, in the hope of getting the powers that be to persuade the managers to do something sensible and safe about it. Well, when I say “persuade” I mean, sort of scare the manager into compying wht must be a public safety requirement.
Hey, at least tehy stole nothing from your car - it reminds me of once, thte b/f of a friend left his keys in his car, (and, I do suspect, the window open) and a box of chocolates was stolen, but the car remained as it was. Shame, really , cos that was a really nasty man, but I digress.
Inkleberry - if worries and bad thigns do come in threes, you must have had your share for the next little while. I do hope things become less hassleful for you, less worry re. meth makers, and car thieves.
It’s your own fault for not being smarter, stronger, more determined, more skilled, or in posession of a better education. You should spend less time bitching, and more time working harder so your employer will make more money and maybe give you a small raise in a year. If that doesn’t suit you, then simply start your own business and make a ton of money: there are a lot of oppurtunities out there that require a small initial capital investment and and that don’t involve competing with enormous companies that are more efficient then you could ever hope to be. All hail Capitalism, and pass me some more airplane glue, baby!
Stop channeling my Dad. Seriously. The only thing that could’ve made it more like my Dad would be the phrase, “Your postpartum depression was god’s punishment for getting pregnant before you were married.”
I had all my Beatle’s CDs stolen out of my car–in my driveway.
Crook also took my kid’s Tom Chapin CD (wth?).
I hate petty crime–if you’re gonna commit a crime–make it a crime of passion and resolution or outright devilry…none of this swiping stupid shit stuff.
I also hate being poor–we are not as bad off as we were a few years back when hubby lost it all (and I mean all) in the dot.com craze…but we are certainly NOT in the lap of luxury–maybe on the bare knees of comfort.
PC remark: then again, we have running water, heat and food inthe cupboard… :rolleyes: yeah-like that’s enough! Ooh-and we’ve got our health, too.
I am filled with more Grrrr than you could imagine. I say GRRRRRR!
Hayward is the town I live in. Just outside Oakland, CA. Home to 240 registered sex offenders, 4 of which live on my street. Filled with meth addicts, scary homeless people*, broken glass, and beasts of all sort.
*not the regular kind. These come in gangs of homeless and jump people. One saw it fit to come up to me on the sidewalk and say, “If your baby wasn’t a boy, I could get a lot of money for it.” :eek: Another came up from behind me and tried to stoke the Tinkleberry. That was at the local Starbucks.
Hayward has such a bad rep that the local state U changed its name from Cal State Hayward to Cal State East Bay.
I live two towns south, which used to have the lowest crime rate in the country for a city of our size - not sure its still true since the police budget was cut thanks to Gov. Scumbag stealing tax money from the cities.
Not at all- it’s a reasonable question. The area obviously isn’t safe. The kid needs to be safe.
I guess I just don’t understand what kind of people raise a kid in an area that they know is unsafe. I mean, come on, moving in with the parents/having the kid stay with relatives for awhile while they save up for a place in a safer neighborhood has to be better than
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not to mention the earlier thread about a possible meth lab in the building. :eek:
It doesn’t sound like her parents are the most supportive people. And, if she’s like me, parents are basically the only family she’s got, so there is no turning to kindly aunts or grandparents for child care.
But I guess we should crap on people who are still in the pulling stages of their bootstrapping. That’ll show them for not having every aspect of their lives turn out ideally.
Do you have any idea how expensive it is to live in the Bay Area? I live in Oakland, a house around the corner from me just sold for over $400K, and I’m not a hill resident (although me neighborhood is relatively tame compaired to some in Oakland). A lot of people just can’t afford to change this circumstance without moving say to Stockton then having a 90-120 minute (if you’re lucky) commute each way everday. That may not even help considering our gas prices are about $0.50 higher than the nationwide average. Didn’t I hear it was over $3 in Marin county?
San Jose- Safest large city in the country, but we have one of the highest median house prices-somewhere around $650K-and our cheapest gas is around $2.60/gal.
I heard that >$3 thing was way out in the boonies of Marin.
Granted, the quality of life in most parts of America are way better than some places in the world, but it still amazes me when people are so used to coddling that they can’t even see it. OleOneEye reminds me of a conversation I had with an upper-middle-class friend:
Me: My boyfriend just got his driver’s lisence!
Friend: That’s cool, but how old is he?
Me: 30.
Friend: OMG, seriously? What a loser!
Me: His family could never afford a car while he was growing up. We’ve been so busy working at multiple jobs that we only just got time off to go to the DMV.
Friend: Oh wow, what a total thoughtless ass I just was. I’m sorry. Friends forever?
Me: Ever and ever!
If you had a child and were so poor that you had to live somewhere that the neighbors were trying to “stroke” the child and were saying things like “If your baby wasn’t a boy, I could get a lot of money for it.”, would you so blithely accept that you might have another one this year?
