Unexpected Good Fortune
Travelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
( , Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
Travelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
( , Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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Me and mine...
...don't have good fortune - only the other kind, to varying degrees on the FFS scale.
Examples; in the last seven days alone, a CSA-monitored plan for the BF to pay his share of his kids' upkeep directly has turned out to cost him even more than the financial assraping he's already suffering at thier hands since earlier this year. I wouldn't mind if he didn't pull his weight before they latched on to him but he did and then some. Now the poor kids are actually worse off because they only actually get a third of what the CSA take from him - enquiries as to where the rest goes have so far been met with, well, nothing that I'd describe as acceptable in comparison to giving it to the kids as they fucking well should be. Even if the BF pays directly and suffers the extra cost, the kids' mothers still get the two-thirds difference deducted from thier benefits so it's lose-lose. As a result the kids get shafted and the BF has next-to-nothing of his pay left to himself/for xmas or birthday presents for the kids/for anything really, with no relief in sight for up to fifteen years. Also, our washer has died a violent juddery death and having no lump sum to replace it quickly, we have to get one out of my mam's catalogue - on the day of the order it was 'delivery in 7 days' - 'cool', thought we. The day after it was 'did we say seven days? sorry we meant 3-4 weeks' - 'cunts', thought we. Finally, I dropped my brand-new and very sweet company laptop within 24 hours of receiving it, putting a fucking ugly crack in it. There's more, believe it or not, but I can't be arsed.
In a nutshell, we are proof that there isn't always balance in the universe.
Meh.
However, the BF told me a couple of nights ago that his boss called him in to tell him that he's been recommended for a promotion of sorts - means more cash for him anyway. Nice, but balance is still a long way off, especially since the fucking CSA will want to get thier hooks into that too whilst still keeping two-thirds of what they take to help a couple more worthless chavs live off of our backs on the dole. When I think about that, terrorism has some attraction. I can't believe they're getting away with running such a rigged game at ruinous cost to parents good AND bad and especially the kids they're supposed to be helping - it's not right. Not right at all.
LATE EDIT: Speaking of not right - Minky (above), I can only hope that you kill yourself whilst drink-driving your car before you kill someone else. The fact that no-one has died so far because of you is the true measure of your good fortune, though you obviously lack the wit to realise it. People like you are the reason I dislike cars as much as I do, you thoughtless cock. Oh, and one other thing; red witches? How fucking common can you get?
( , Thu 21 Sep 2006, 15:36, Reply)
...don't have good fortune - only the other kind, to varying degrees on the FFS scale.
Examples; in the last seven days alone, a CSA-monitored plan for the BF to pay his share of his kids' upkeep directly has turned out to cost him even more than the financial assraping he's already suffering at thier hands since earlier this year. I wouldn't mind if he didn't pull his weight before they latched on to him but he did and then some. Now the poor kids are actually worse off because they only actually get a third of what the CSA take from him - enquiries as to where the rest goes have so far been met with, well, nothing that I'd describe as acceptable in comparison to giving it to the kids as they fucking well should be. Even if the BF pays directly and suffers the extra cost, the kids' mothers still get the two-thirds difference deducted from thier benefits so it's lose-lose. As a result the kids get shafted and the BF has next-to-nothing of his pay left to himself/for xmas or birthday presents for the kids/for anything really, with no relief in sight for up to fifteen years. Also, our washer has died a violent juddery death and having no lump sum to replace it quickly, we have to get one out of my mam's catalogue - on the day of the order it was 'delivery in 7 days' - 'cool', thought we. The day after it was 'did we say seven days? sorry we meant 3-4 weeks' - 'cunts', thought we. Finally, I dropped my brand-new and very sweet company laptop within 24 hours of receiving it, putting a fucking ugly crack in it. There's more, believe it or not, but I can't be arsed.
In a nutshell, we are proof that there isn't always balance in the universe.
Meh.
However, the BF told me a couple of nights ago that his boss called him in to tell him that he's been recommended for a promotion of sorts - means more cash for him anyway. Nice, but balance is still a long way off, especially since the fucking CSA will want to get thier hooks into that too whilst still keeping two-thirds of what they take to help a couple more worthless chavs live off of our backs on the dole. When I think about that, terrorism has some attraction. I can't believe they're getting away with running such a rigged game at ruinous cost to parents good AND bad and especially the kids they're supposed to be helping - it's not right. Not right at all.
LATE EDIT: Speaking of not right - Minky (above), I can only hope that you kill yourself whilst drink-driving your car before you kill someone else. The fact that no-one has died so far because of you is the true measure of your good fortune, though you obviously lack the wit to realise it. People like you are the reason I dislike cars as much as I do, you thoughtless cock. Oh, and one other thing; red witches? How fucking common can you get?
( , Thu 21 Sep 2006, 15:36, Reply)
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