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Have reached the end of my rope!

Posted By: One angry lady on 2007-05-27
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Ok, I posted some time ago about a furniture company I paid money to last year, 04/2006 and never got any furniture, no money returned and had to go through court. I had thought they would  maybe show in court - they never did, although commanded to do so or at least pay what I am owed before their cut-off date. It has not happened. This coming Tuesday I have police meeting me at their furniture company- I have rented a truck- and have the order of the courts to go in and load up on their furniture (with enough to recoup what they owe along with any extra costs such as paying for my rental truck and the court costs) and it will be sold in a bundle on the court house steps. I work such hours that I have had the time to go to the courts (open between 9 and 3) and cannot believe that a company would do this. I guess they do not run into a lot of people like me but believe me, it has gotten down to what is right and what is wrong and the way I see it, these people are definitely in the wrong for thinking they could mess over me, ain't happening. Oh, the guy in court said lots of times when a big truck pulls up in front like this to load up, somehow or 'nother the company starts digging in their pocket- either way, the money or the furniture!! Steam is coming from my ears!!!


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And oil nearly reached $120.00
a barrel yesterday.

We went out to eat last night and the restaurant which is normally a busy place was like a ghosttown saloon.

People are cutting corners. They are not eating out as much. Thank goodness these thankless MT jobs don't rely on tips. Just #(Q!& line counts. LOL.
The fact that she reached out to you

...is a very good sign. It means that she hasn't entirely given up hope yet. But she needs all the support she can get. I don't know what resources are available in your area or what she has already tried, but she needs to get into therapy immediately and she needs to find a way to obtain her medications and start taking them again. There are agencies which can help with problems like these - you can help her search for them and help her do whatever is required (filling out applications, etc.) to get her going - because of her depression, she may not have the energy to do all of this on her own right now.


The most important thing you can do is to let her know that you are there for her, that she is important to you, and that ALL problems are solvable - maybe not in exactly the manner we would prefer (it is possible she may lose her house) but sometimes a situation that seems so dire at the time may end up having an unexpected, positive affect on our lives. Believe me, I speak from personal experience.


Kudos to you for being so caring and concerned about your coworker.


I think you have reached your boiling point and
want to just let her go as a friend. If it really bothers you this much, then do it. I am so glad to see these other posts. My Aunt gets terribly upset with her friend and recently the aunt tells me the friend's family trying to get her to a physician's office because of such bad memory. I tell my aunt this is not something her friend is trying to do (as well as my dear aunt's niece, myself) but she does not understand. I am so thankful at 86 years her mind is as good as it is, very thankful. The aunt also speaks of her sister (she is 88) and this sister has short-term memory loss and again the clear-thinking aunt just don't get it. You probably won't be able to change her misfortunate not to be able to recall things so don't get out of sorts, just move on.
I am truly glad that you reached this child; however, sm
scouts in our area is a joke. On top of that it is more mothers than father teaching the scouts. Well, lets just say, the boys don't respect it. I can't respect it. The mothers CANNOT take them camping. It is not safe. (They really just don't want to miss Dancing with the Stars or something like that). Our group did photograph album. No did not enjoy doing it. They could not light a campfire as they "might get burned." Scouts are really a joke in some places. So glad yours is not one of them!
Now that I've reached the bottom of the bottle but...
thanks for the info. I love this product and so did my mom. The funeral director asked what my mom used on her skin as it was in such good shape and she was a beach goer. Oh well, back to Vaseline! Any other brand name this goes by? I have used the CVS brand also thinking it is Olay with a private label of CVS.
Now that I've reached the bottom of the bottle but...
thanks for the info. I love this product and so did my mom. The funeral director asked what my mom used on her skin as it was in such good shape and she was a beach goer. Oh well, back to Vaseline! Any other brand name this goes by? I have used the CVS brand also thinking it is Olay with a private label of CVS.
So what you are saying is we've reached our limit? That we don't deserve any more kindness?

That's how you operate in life?  You just deem people unworthy of your time, your kindness? 


You know, curious girl, isn't asking you for money or a place to live or anything except for a few kind words on a freaking screen!!!  How difficult is that?!!?!?!  You act like she's knocking on your blasted door and begging you to help her.  She's not asking you to do anything but LISTEN!! 


My God!  You people are incredibly callus.  I feel sorry for you.


When my arms no longer reached the keyboard, I was suspicious.
I then lapsed into a coma and didn't wake up until there was a strange person with spiked orange hair in my kitchen, demanding the keys to my car. It was either a burglar or my child - I don't know. They've never come back with the car, but that's not proof of anything so I haven't filed a police report yet.