My sister*, whom I love, is a wack job.
She recently moved back to town to finish her degree. Why did she have to move back to town? Because she met a guy, dated him for a couple months (maybe 9) and moved to Cali with him. Well that didn’t work out. Suprising huh?
So she has to move back. I get a call from her asking if I can take her dogs. No, say I, because my cats and her dogs don’t get along and my roommate is alergic to them. So I get a call from my Dad. He asks if I can put up the dogs in the garage while my sister finds an apartment The dogs can’t stay my parents house. (My Dad is concerned that if anything interferes with my sisters plans she would not finish school. …which is probably true. He just wants her to finish and get a job. He’s been helping her with money and I think he is just about done. He wants to help but she isn’t getting it done. Like 5 years to get her masters which should have taken ~2) I say ok, but they have to stay in the garage OR they could go to this kennel for 20 bucks a day. The kennel is highly rated by a dog trainer I know.
That will not work according to my sister. Too much money. So in the garage they go but my sister has to BUY AN AIR CONDITIONER for the garage because it is really hot in Vegas. So I end up with two unhappy dogs in my garage, which I have to walk. It costs more than putting them in a kennel that a)would be alot cooler and b) has in-door outdoor runs for the dogs and c) provides play time for the pups. But I can’t really say no because my sister would use that as an excuse for…something. All I know is that I’d get the blame. From her at least.
So I take the dogs. My sister goes and gets an apartment. She’s going to move in and take the dogs. But wait, she calls me at work at 10:30 PM last Thursday asking for $400. She wants me to transfer it into her account. She promises that I will get it back from her first paycheck. Ok, I say, but I’ll have to call in the morning because I don’t know my pin to my online account. It’s stored in Money and I don’t know it.
That isn’t good enough because she already wrote the check and the money will probably get pulled from her account first thing in the morning. So she calls my Dad, who is on vacation in Alaska, at 11:00 PM and gets him to transfer the money.
So guess who calls tonight a 10:30 PM? My sister. What does she want? $500 dollars transfered into her account because she wrote another check for her apartment but she doesn’t have the money to cover it. And once again the money will probably be pulled first thing in the morning. Not wanting to bother my Dad, I went to an ATM and tried to transfer the money. The ATMs here won’t do that for my bank so I call her back and tell her I’ll do it in the morning. At which point she bitches at me because I should have called the bank to get a new pin last week so I can transfer the money tonight. Never mind the fact that a) I really don’t need a new pin, I’ve got everything set up already b) I didn’t know she was going to run out of money again c) it would take ~2 weeks to get here anyway and d) it is a pain in the ass because the bank automatically disables the old pin when a new one is sent.
So I call her and tell her I’ll transfer the money tomorrow. Now she wants me to wake up at 7 AM to call the bank to transfer her money. I work a midnight shift. 7 AM is in middle of my fucking night and I have to work tomorrow. I usually go to sleep about 3 AM. No fucking way in hell am I getting up because she couldn’t fucking call me in middle of the day. She could have called earlier today and asked. She knows its my day off. The bank would have been open and it would have taken all of 3 minutes. But no, she has to wait until 10 PM and turn a simple situation into a fucking emergency.
To top that off, she is bitching about her apartment and staying at my parents house. The apartment won’t let her put in her FUCKING WATER SOFTENER so she won’t stay there. Yes, she won’t stay at the apartment because there is no water softener. UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE. She says the dogs are in the apartment. I certainly hope so because if they are at my parents house my Dad is going to go nuts.
*She’s my half sister on my Dads side.