June 6, 2006

Waiting for the knockout

Okay, now things are starting to get dicey.

Without naming names, one person who has been giving me heck the last few years or so over money and bill payments struck again yesterday, as I found that a bill they were holding for me the past six months has never been paid. A person who preaches fiscal responsibility and who claims has never been "bailed out" will have a tough time bailing out of this one.

Opening the envelope, I knew right away what it was, and I found out what I didn't want to know. Having given money to this person to help pay off a bill not in my name turned out to be a bad move. However, considering the circumstances leading up to it, the point would be belabored as there was not much that could be done at the time.

But how does it feel when someone you think you know takes your trust and runs it through the slicer? This person has not had a good track record for me, and point the blame arrows my way for thinking that after two strikes, this person could be trusted. I also find it hard to fathom that this person looks upon me the same way I look at that person. I try to maintain communication, even though it may not all be positive. But if you don't tell a person something, or tell them stories, how is that great communication? You can't be on top of things if you only have half the information you need.

If this person could only apply this latest instance to their life, they would be better off for it; never mind me. But I guess once you pass a certain age, the desire to learn about life is replaced by complacency and a satisfaction that you can do no better. Anyone can do better in life; they just have to have the mind-set to get it done.

This person does not have to worry: I will not be without the service in need. Arrangements have been made to transfer things over to my name. This person even comes out in front as the responsibility no longer falls his/her way. Wouldn't we all like to go through life without responsibilities?

That, however, is part of being an adult. And just as you yell at a child for taking candy they're not supposed to touch, this person has been caught with the hand in the cookie jar. You have to learn your lessons in life sooner or later. And the price you pay could be more than just a matter of convenience.

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By the way, to end the negativity, welcome to my father and stepmom for being perhaps the first ones to regularly read the blog. To the man who always thought writing was my strong suit, hope this gives you proof that the gift has not been laying dormant somewhere. Hope you enjoy.