I have been having great days! Thanks for checking in on me! Super busy, but the week has gone very fast.
So, I was talking to someone about W's tires, and got thinking about spring coming, and rain, etc - her tires are BALD, I mean, as bald as they can get. I'm not sure how she doesn't spin out.
So, I texted her today that she needed to get them replaced badly - she is carrying my VERY precious cargo around with her alot, and she transports people for her job.
Anyway, she immediately called me, and asked me where to get tires, and so on - I suggested a couple of places, and some suggestions on the types of tires. She bought her car from a younger kid, and it has big fat tires on it - probably $150/apiece. He put on custom $300 19" rims, etc - it's not really pimp, but close.
Anyway, she talked and talked and talked - told me that she was coming back from the new job and getting a physical exam, and she stopped and gave blood, and she has some really good type of blood so they love it when she comes in. So, she was apparently killing time.
Of course, the last time she went on a date with OM - she met him in the same town where she is getting this new job. It's still an hour and 20 minutes from him, but of course, I'm suspicious. Oh well, doesn't matter at this point really.
So, I kept saying, "Well, Ok..." like I was hanging up, and she kept thinking of stuff to tell me, and she finally had to go.
So she texted me asking if tire places took payment plans. Heh, I had no idea, I've never financed tires before.
Then she texted, "Never mind, it doesn't matter." Me: "Why?" W: "I make $8.25 an hour! I can't even afford one tire!" Me: "How much are they?" W: "It doesn't matter, I will talk to you later."
So, HAHAHAHAHAHAH! Welcome to the real world baby!
She leaves a home where she doesn't work at ALL, and she has no requirements other than being a mom and a wife - and now piddles around on that. Of course, she gets food stamps or something, and the gov't pays for all of her schooling, but still!
I'm guessing at this point that she's mad at me - it is all my fault she doesn't make much, and it's my fault that she need tires, etc.
Oh well, life goes on! FYI - the deadline is tomorrow at 4:45pm EST - when W drops off kids, so I'm ready!
