We were supposed to have that 4 way meeting yesterday.
Bro cancelled and cited being “very sick” as the reason.
I saw him at 7:15 am — he looked fine; he left here with a bunch of gear in a bag and he was popping around all day after that (his hours were also changed; I think he had yesterday off)
He faked it and chickened out. So now it is another wait for another day for this meeting.
In other news, still no full time job — the last 2 job ads were duds (nobody answered their phone at the first company when I called there to get more information from the hiring entity. I got a voice mail greeting saying what company it was and if you have a message to leave it. I can’t figure out what kind of a reputable company runs a ship like that) and the second company that placed an ad already ran a second ad, a week later.
I am guessing 50,000 resumes from Week One are not good enough for them, so they ran another ad.
I got a call from neither company.
It’s also been tough sledding getting a business started. About a month ago, I did a street fair kind of thing where I had a table with company info; I had about 10 stop bys and 3 possibilities.
None of the possibilities called to follow up. They said they were interested in a memorial and a grad gift but I have yet to hear from either person.
This was a potential of several hundred dollars’ worth of work, maybe even a grand, depending upon what they wanted… no calls from them. And IF I called them, it would probably be “I haven’t decided on anything yet….” so what good is it to get a phone number?
I am trying to start this enterprise with little or no money spent on publicity. How to get the word out? I tried fliers but very few local businesses permit a flier in a window; I got 3 businesses to say yes to a flier; 2 or 3 days later when I passed one of them, the flier was gone. I suspect the owner removed it. THanks a lot.
It just sucks all the way around. Summer always seems to be the worst when it comes to how I feel: maybe because the sun is out and the weather is nicer or something; I don’t know.
I am out of ideas and I don’t know which way to go on any of this. I direly need an income but how to get it?
For all of this to happen at this stage of my life. I can’t seem to get out from under and I can’t seem to find any direction — what a nightmare.
Starting a business is fine — on paper – but the real proof in the pudding is clients. And anybody knows a self run business isn’t a guarantee for a guaranteed sum of money each week; you do not collect a weekly paycheck when you run a business.
I also do not have youth on my side anymore. So what do you do to get an income?
I also am at wits end with the “roommate” upstairs. I had a showdown with her last week; I do not like it that she is here and it’s disrupted life for me. (I had one with her back in March when I asked her when she’d be leaving — when she got here in September she told me “this is temporary until the end of the school year.” I didn’t buy that back then; she moved in all new furniture — second hand, anyway, so this was “new” for her — and when somebody is getting cozy with new furniture, ya think this is “temporary”??? — anyway, turns out “No, I have no plans on leaving at all” — I called her a liar and I gave her holy hell. Thanks a lot for lying to me) Too many things have happened since she’s gotten here, starting with her changing the key to the front door…and I never ever did see a key at all.
What gave you the unmitigated gall to change a key to MY house????
And indeed — that damn locksmith didn’t even ask for proof of ownership! How does he know that she’s not a crook and SAYS this is HER HOME????? $R&$#$E!
“You are so negative. You’re suing your brother….” Hey, hold the phone: this is NONE of your business and if you can’t see where this is at, you’re dumber than I thought you were. You’re dumb for moving hin here knowing full well he’s problematic and he’s having a problem with me; this is a character issue he’s got, an immature issue he’s got and a pathological lying problem hes got and has had since about age 11 — and the second you saw he was being sued by me you should have lit out for the hills….of Spain, sis. And been gone before lunchtime that same day. And never saw that shit brother of mine ever again.
YEAH…if you were smart, you would have. Some of us are ever so desperate for a guy. Why do you find it good to sleep in somebody’s dirt?
If you were in my shoes, see what you’d do. Very doubtful you’d let it go.
And I could NOT let it go — I’d have lost the house and I’d still be arguing with him about forking over money!
It’s no secret that I do not like her. I didn’t like her the last time when she lived here and that’s another story in itself.
And then there was the scene where bro called the cops on me — this was in March — and he claimed I was going to strike him. Bullshit. The cops saw through this and told me to go about 2 minutes after their arrival; he was out there with them for a good 15 minutes after that and the Good Christ Almighty only knows what bro told them abo9ut me.
God help ME is all I have to say. Half the neighbors saw this — how embarrassing for me.
And how dare you lie about me. HOW DARE YOU.
I find it hard to believe that my dunce “town crier” brother is keeping a stiff upper lip about everything. This has to be a bluff — him not saying anything —- because I am sure his atty has given him the full story about what is going on on my end, including the fact that I sent about 4 pounds’ worth of bank info to the atty that proved that my brother paid nothing in the way of expenses for the last several years.
I feel isolated and the alone-ness during the day is terrible. I am used to sitting behind a desk and used to WORKING for a living. I cannot believe how much time has gone by since my last real job — and factor in that I was unlucky enough to be diagnosed with a chronic illness after my job vanished.
I also had horrible bleeding episode that turned out to be endometriosis — the doc concluded this after I wound up having surgery for a cyst; prior to this I had fibroids. I had an ovary and a tube removed, thanks to this mess. I am getting it from all sides, health wise. Bad enough I lost my job; I lost my good health, too???
You wonder when it will stop and when you’ll get some sort of semblance of a normal life that is relatively worry free. I cannot figure out why all of this happened to me.
Thanks in advance. I really feel terrible.