Reviving this.
So my wife has been talking to her daughter some. We stopped doing very much because of the stupidity. Basically, if mail showed up I’d drop it off on my way to work.
Well my wife called me at work. Step daughter is apparently going to get kicked out of the women’s shelter. Apparently they have a system where if you do something wrong you get written up. 5 write ups and you are out.
We talked to her on Sunday and she had 4. And, in the usual fashion, none of them were her fault. Everything bad is because someone else did something. I tried explaining that a) she was setting herself up for this and b) YOU CANNOT SCREW UP AGAIN!
She screwed up again. Now she has 5. So she is getting kicked out of the shelter.
Le sigh. I am seriously starting to hate people.
She won’t be staying with us. I have no idea what she is going to do. Step daughter needs to grow the hell up and any effort put in by anyone to help her just ends up enabling her to continue to be the stupidest person on the fucking planet.
On top of this, my wife had a friend who was going to be in town. He was going to join the military and wanted to stay on our couch for a week. We will call him Jackass.
My wife said yes. I met Jackass a couple times before this and he seemed reasonable. My wife has known the family for like 20 years.
Well, Jackass shows up and has a female friend in tow. Instead of joining the military it turned into ‘find a job and a trailer’. (On a totally unrelated note, the female friend is like 20 years older than Jackass. He is roughly 28, she is late 40s) 1 week turned into 5 weeks. They left today, thank god. But… (and you knew a but was coming, didn’t you)
They broke our loveseat. My wife went to clean behind it and the top recliner part is all lose and jacked up, the paint behind the loveseat is damaged and will need repainting and there is a metal piece sticking out of the top of the loveseat.
I didn’t have a chance to really look at it as I had to get to work. However it is broken and I will end up having to fix it.
I texted jackass pictures of the damage. What did I get back? ‘I know, your wife told me’ and that is it. No ‘Oh my go, I am so sorry!’. No ‘Holy crap. We will get it fixed!’.
I am just done with this shit. So is my wife.
Slee