It’s that wonderful time of year.
- General Contractors Daughter
HS Graduation and then off to college–so send announcements out to every possible person you can think of, hoping that the will give you money. Listen kid, I paid your father $320,000 to remodel my house–go ask him for money.
I have spoken to you exactly twice in the 12 years that I have know your father,
…and no, this isn’t because you turned my offer of my late mother’s barely used car, because “it wasn’t cool enough.”
- Tradesman’s Daughter
Congratulations on your HS graduation. No you cannot us my house for a HS graduation “blowout party” for “about 50” of your friends next weekend.
a. I am running a VRBO/Airbnb BUSINESS with this property.
b. There are strict noise limitations enforced and subject to fines in this town
c. The minimum occupancy age is 25
d. You admitted there will be underage drinking at the party–and if I rent to a group with prior knowledge of this, then I am subject to civil and criminal penalties for allowance of this illegal activity.
Quite frankly, I feel sorry for you because you father should have known better than to have asked.
Especially since he does property management in the same community for Airbnb/VRBO.
I also feel sorry for you since apparently you think it is ok to ask complete strangers that you have never met for such a “small favor”. Why don’t you ask your parents if you can use THEIR house–you know, like when they go to the river water skiing every weekend. Oh–you did? and they said 'NO!".
Ok–you you ARE clueless, but aggressively so.
- Former Co-workers Grandson
College Graduation and then start work as a business analyst–here is my graduation picture.
Congratulations and thanks for the picture.
Your grandmother and I worked together for 3 years in 1985-88. We still keep in touch via email and a phone calls over the holidays and birthdays. She was so proud of you mother when she was promoted to EVP of that large money center bank that your mother still works for. Quite an accomplishment for a women of color, in the south.
Your mother makes approximately 5X what I made in my best year. And you expect a gift, from ME?
I really guard against this “get off my lawn” and “these darn kids today ain’t got no sense” stuff—but really young people…I great up with very little, worked my butt off, from 16 until I was forced to retire early with a disability. I am tired of getting constantly “touched”–and the amount of this activity seems to be accelerating.
So, you want money?
Go work for it.
You want a party house?
Stop watching the Kardashians, and quit try to emulate these morons.
Get an f’n job and learn a skill.
…and I hope that someday, in 50-60 years, you will be “touched” like I am now.