mickeym (
mickeym) wrote2025-12-10 05:56 pm
I've gone beyond confused
Can someone please explain to me how it is ANY of Donnie's business if I apply for/take out a loan (or do anything at all, for that matter)? Matthew made the mistake of mentioning something he and I are looking into, thinking Donnie was asking about that, and now she's all concerned that we're going to buy out of our lease and thus leave her homeless.
If she was truly worried about being homeless, maybe she shouldn't 1) walk out of a job without having another one lined up; 2) look for full-time employment, rather than the part-time job she finally started (yesterday; she fucking QUIT her job back in, I don't know, October?).
Then she looks at me and says, "Kim, have you ever taken out a loan?"
I know she sees me as this old, washed up woman who doesn't ever have enough money to pay what always seems to need to be paid. But once upon a time, I owned my own home! Or, well, was paying on a mortgage that my name was on. I've had car loans. I've had personal loans. And then apparently, after saying that she felt she was spoken to badly (she was, and I apologized, because I did get snippy, but Jesus), when Matthew went back to drop one of their cats back into their room, she told him that I shouldn't put the loan in his name, because he doesn't have a good track record with paying things.
It is absolutely none of her business. Any of it. Any of my life. Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
She works tomorrow. I'm looking forward to not having her here in the house for four hours.
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If she was truly worried about being homeless, maybe she shouldn't 1) walk out of a job without having another one lined up; 2) look for full-time employment, rather than the part-time job she finally started (yesterday; she fucking QUIT her job back in, I don't know, October?).
Then she looks at me and says, "Kim, have you ever taken out a loan?"
I know she sees me as this old, washed up woman who doesn't ever have enough money to pay what always seems to need to be paid. But once upon a time, I owned my own home! Or, well, was paying on a mortgage that my name was on. I've had car loans. I've had personal loans. And then apparently, after saying that she felt she was spoken to badly (she was, and I apologized, because I did get snippy, but Jesus), when Matthew went back to drop one of their cats back into their room, she told him that I shouldn't put the loan in his name, because he doesn't have a good track record with paying things.
It is absolutely none of her business. Any of it. Any of my life. Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
She works tomorrow. I'm looking forward to not having her here in the house for four hours.
xposted to Dreamwidth and Livejournal; read/comment wherever works best for you :)