Curiosity got the best of me and I ended up calling the friend back. Wouldn’t you know it, before I even got to say hello she was launching into what mess her life is. She told me about a car accident that she got into, she went on about how bad her cramps were this month and about how she has managed to go through yet another job. Of course she never asked how I was feeling or doing or about how my husbands new job was going. As a matter of fact she never even mentioned me. She put me on hold 3 times, and when she put me on hold the third time I got annoyed and hung up. She then called me back and proceeded to attempt to tear me a new one for hanging up, because her phone plan has free incoming but she has to pay for outgoing and why would I hang up when I know this. Well, I hung up because I basically have the same plan and she had already put me on hold two other times for about 2-3 minutes each time. I was fed up, pissed off and I really didn’t feel like talking about her anymore and her dysfunctional life. When she started to sense that the end of the conversation was imminent, she finally laid it on me. She needed money, do I have any she could borrow? The answer was most likely the most resounding no that I have ever stated in my entire life of saying no. She was so shocked (I think) that she hung up on me and I haven’t heard from her since.
This was on Thursday for the record. If this friendship is over then I’m not really sure on who’s terms they ended on, but if I’m right and it’s over then at least I can say that I’m done. I know it’s immature, but caller ID was developed for this reason I think.
I finally gave up on Stephen King for now. I have way too many books and I feel like reading things that I know I can get through quickly. So, I’m bringing on the Chick Lit (Emily Giffin’s new book and Jennifer Weiner’s new book). I enjoy them and I know I won’t be able to put them down so I should cruise through those quickly enough.
I did pick up a fun little book though called I before E except after C. It’s basically all about mnemonic devices. I actually started reading that one today. So far I’m enjoying it because who couldn’t use a little help remembering stuff?
My husband is no longer working for the bank. Now he is working for Diebold. Basically he will be the guy who is standing outside or wherever trying and hopefully succeeding in fixing the ATM’s. He felt the need to start a new job because the bank he was working for basically told him that he would never be promoted unless someone quit or died. There is nothing encouraging about that kind of environment and quite frankly he was getting bored at the bank job. He was doing the same thing day in and day out, and it was not working with his hands like he enjoys doing.
I find it a little scary that he will be responsible for fixing a machine that dispenses cash and not because of the money part. He’s dealt with greater sums of money than what is available in an ATM at any given moment. No, what bothers me is that when something goes wrong with the computers at home, he freezes and I’m the one who has to fix them. If it’s technological, it’s my job to fix them around here. And he’s going to be responsible for fixing an ATM?
And on another bright note: my other girlfriend (the stable married one) is pregnant and expecting their second child in October. I’ve known about this for quite some time now but seeing as how it isn’t me that’s knocked up I have neglected to mention it.
On Mother’s Day I had sent her a text message to wish her a happy Mother’s Day because, well because I like her. She had asked me where I was when I was sending the message and I really thought nothing of it. I told her I was over at my mom’s and we continued to send messages for another couple minutes. Finally I told her to go enjoy her Mother’s Day and 10 minutes later my mom’s doorbell rang.
It was my girlfriend who had come over, because according to her it had to be done on Mother’s Day, to ask me if I would be the second child’s Godmother. Of course I said yes! It was actually a little funny (to me at least) the way she phrased it. She said “I know that you aren’t really religious (kind of true) but would you be the baby’s Godmother?” Seriously, who can resist that? So of course for the rest of the day/night I was walking around saying random quotes from the Godfather movies and doing my best female Marlon Brando impersonation.
People can now come and kiss your ring. You really need a special room where you only talk business and have about four guys to take care of you and make sure that not just anyone gets to talk to you (old friends who only want money). These same people will just randomly give you envelopes of money for no apparent reason.
Also, since you are much more important now, you should get a better phone plan.
I’m working on it. Of course people have been kissing my rings for years.
I’m not sure which of those things deserves more congratulations!
Yeah, I wasn’t really sure what was better either.
Good for you (and your husband) for all the good news going on!
So far we’re enjoying it…of course I doomsday everything and I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.”
You will maked a wickedly cool GodMother!
I feel relieved for you regarding your (um) friend and being able to sever the ties.
Good grief I hope so, I’m having the business cards and certificates made up.
The friend thing was hard. I didn’t like doing it, but in the end I know it’s for the best.
I had a toxic friendship like that one but while she never asked for money (her parents were, apparently, the wealthiest people in Virginia), she drained me emotionally because everyone’s life needed to revolve around her. I was finally honest with her after she wanted me to break into her ex-boyfriend’s office and drive her by his new townhouse. I told her that I could no longer be her therapist because she was already paying for 2 in NYC nor could I be her side kick because I was getting the short end of the stick. She told me she hated me, that I was mean and evil, and that she thought I was a lesbian and that I frightened her because of it.
The only thing I miss about our friendship was about every 3-4 months she’d clean out her closet and I’d get several thousand dollars worth of brand new designer clothes. Other than that, my life is much better now that she’s not it in. I bet you’ll probably say the same about your friend.
I can’t help thinking now that we could still be friends if only there were designer clothes.
I can’t wait to hear if you liked the new Emily Giffin book!
I am once again breaking my reading books in the order that they were bought rule in order to read the Emily Giffin book. I will most definately (hopefully) have a good review for it.
Congratualtions on cutting the dead wood from your life. It’s a tough step to take but glad to see you stood your ground and didn’t give in. Dealing with something similar with a few choice individuals in my life who do the same thing: only call when they want to be an Eeyore and need money…I used to be that toxic Eeyore complainer and I still am once in awhile (just look at any blog where I mention dating…
but my outlook has changed quite a bit in the last 2years…
Congrats on the Godmother status! But you have me worried with Marlon Brando references…horrible images come to mind if the kid ever asks for a pony…..
Eeyore is the perfect name for her. There is nothing wrong with the occassional Eeyore moment, we all have them and need to have them. The problem with my Eeyore is that she has those moments all the time and only wants to bring me down when she has them, I never get her when she’s Tigger.
And when I think of myself I like to see myself more as the Marlon Brando Godmother and not the Cinderella Godmother. No bippity bobbity boo here.
Happy to see you stood your ground with the “friend.” I lost my best friend a few years ago when I refused to support her decision to have an affair even though she was married to a great guy and they had five children.
The money loaning thing, however, is even worse to deal with. We have family members who think nothing of making requests and it’s just ridiculous. My belief is that anyone trying to stick their hand in my pocket is attempting to jerk me off.
And don’t buy into the pity party about being a single parent. I was in that role for a while and never once asked for money from friends. I’m not even a fan of stepping into the babysitting role because it can become a real quagmire. Keep taking care of your own family so that you have something to share with people you want to help out, at your own choosing.
And I love that you hung up the phone!
Money is rough, especially in these days. Everything is so tight, and she seems under the impression that they aren’t tight for us too. Maybe if she had been jerking me off, I would have been able to deal with it.
I couldn’t resist. Even though I had Emily Giffen’s new book on hold at the library, I saw it at Target last night and was compelled to place it in my cart.
I’ve read two Stephen King books over the years and found myself incredibly dissapointed, so i don’t even try any more.