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Owe Me Money?
GOOD!
ORIGINAL
UNCUT VERSION
Of course you know those types of people, or "friends". Y'know, the ones that never call or come by unless they want or "need" something. Whether it's a ride, a babysitter, a "Mr. Fix It", or of course......money. No matter what, you always seem to be the very first person on the list they call on.
Now I don't mind being the savior of a sticky situation and being blessed with the warm feeling that I know I've helped someone in need, especially when I know they've honestly tried to help themselves until they got confused or stuck. At least the effort was there. And most of those respectable individuals are probably genuine friends who would do the same for me. No biggie. I'm talking about the kind of people that rarely contact you at all until they run into a problem, drop what they're doing, lose all trace of rational thought and common sense and come running, reaching for the proverbial rope like a cat dangling from a string of yarn. Moochers, bloodsuckers. Yeah, those types. Many times I've wanted to just say "leave me the hell alone!" or "go bug someone else for a change!" But no, being the good-hearted person I am I usually suck it up and put myself in their shoes and imagine being caught up and lost, not knowing what to do. Sucker? Yep, you guessed it.
Cruel? Thoughtless? I think not. There comes a time when you have to put the hammer down (pardon the pun) and come to terms with the fact that these people are taking advantage of you and using you for your knowledge or wealth - or both. At the risk of becoming a dickhead or a careless piece of shit (in the eyes that don't matter, of course) you have to remember that respect is earned in this world, not given. So why do you still put everything important to you on hold and go running to take care of leechy users that pretend to care and pose as your friend(s)? Does it give you satisfaction that your "can do" attitude was the only way they'd find a solution? Do you pop a fucking hard-on knowing that they couldn't have done it without you? Pffft! Whatever...
Then, there's the inevitable - they want some money. They have just enough to make the monthly grind except for that water bill. Or they just need enough to get by until the next payday (welfare or whatever). Won't you please help? And that's usually when you draw the line and come up with that "well I really don't have it right now" excuse or the "got too many bills of my own this month" outlet and flee the situation, knowing that most likely you'll either not get the money back for weeks, months, or not at all. I mean these people seemingly can't walk, tie their shoe, or wipe their own ass without some kind of assistance so you sure as hell ain't gonna be the fool and trust them with your hard-earned cash are you? No way, no how!
Smart on your part, right?
WRONG!
What's to stop them from calling again when they need something else? Nothing. Not a damn thing. Even if you gently brush off the cash-handout requests and move along, you'll still be thought of as a possibility when they're needy again. And again when the call comes you'll find yourself in the situation of "should I help?" and/or "dammit! Why is it always me!?" If you're a good person that respects yourself you'll want to help but still feel mechanical and used and will either agree to do what they're asking and continue to feel this way, or ,for you karma fanatics, you'll refuse and feel guilty and wonder what negative consequences life will throw your way for not helping when you could of. Either way: emotionally, you lose.
The solution: lend them the money. Especially if you suspect you won't get it back. Think about it - I can't tell you how many times I've witnessed someone in a bind and they're flipping through their personal "help rolodex" and they reach a certain name and say: "oh no, I can't call him/her, I owe them money."
BINGO!
Over the passed two years I've lent money to two shitheads that only came around and pretended I was their favorite person when they wanted something. One wanted $40 for her junkie habits (she cloaked it with some other excuse as she knew I wouldn't lend anyone money for drugs), the other wanted $60 for a supposed water bill. I lent them the cash and neither one paid me back of course - AND I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM EITHER ONE OF THEM SINCE! See? Not only are they not bugging the shit out of me by no longer calling or stopping by, but by disrespecting me and not even attempting to pay me back they have destroyed what little care and respect I had for them to begin with. Now I don't give a rat's ass at the thought of them needing anything. My good-natured conscience wouldn't be plagued with an ounce of guilt if they called up bawling and frantic about how "this unimaginable tragedy occurred and I need this and that. Oh please, I know I owe you money but I swear I'll pay you back and" blah blah blah. Fuck you! See how easy it is? I can now say it without a smidge of remorse or slightest feeling of indecency. And it only cost me $100.00 to get both moochers off my ass, permanently. These days that's only a couple tanks of gas.
So hell, to both of you (and those like you), thanks for making it so cheap on me to finally realize and come to terms with the fact that neither one of you are worth a shit. You're not my friends and never were. Let me find your asses stranded on the highway at 3:00am in 10-degree weather begging me for help. I can hear it now: "Oh thank God it's you! Please, will you......"
Stop right there. Here's a fucking quarter, call someone who cares. Notice I forgot the dime?
OLD MEMOIRS
LK MAIN
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