Everyday Randomness

Go Away Already

I’m more than a little bit pissy tonight. I tried to go to sleep, but my Mama always taught me never to go to bed pissed off. For those of you that remember the so called friend that lived with us awhile, he’s back. For those of you who don’t know about him, you can read all you need to know throughout this blog.

If you don’t want to read through all that, here’s the short version.

This guy has been friend’s with hubby for many years. Hubby and I felt sorry for him about a year ago, and we gave him a place to live while he was down on his luck. He ended up doing nothing but taking advantage of us. He’s 28 years old, lives with his mom, has no car, and blows his paycheck every week. All he does is whine about how he has no money, how he gives his money to his mom to pay her bills (she quit her job and lives off her son), and how he can’t find a girlfriend. It’s his own fault, and I’m not cleaning up his mess or feeling sorry for him because he doesn’t want to grow up. He dated my sister for 2 years, and she dumped him because he wouldn’t stop whining, kick his drug habit he lied to her about, grow up, and take responsibility for his own actions.

So, what’s the newest problem with loser boy there? He still works with Hubby, so he carpools with Hubby everyday. Since he blows his cash instead of saving for a car, his mom makes the 20 mile drive to drop him off at our house every morning so she doesn’t have to drive him another 30 miles past our house and up the mountain to NC.

His mom decided to take off to the beach with her boyfriend today, so loser boy is stuck at home all alone with no car and no one to whine to. He called us wanting to know if he found a friend to give him a ride if he could hang out over here tonight. Dude waited until 11pm to call. Hubby told him no, he was going to bed. At midnight I heard a car pull in the driveway and a car door slam. I was hoping I was just hearing someone next door, but then came the knock at the door. It was loser boy showing up at our house even though Hubby told him not to come over.

He came inside and started whining about how he has no way to get to work tomorrow, doesn’t want to lose his job, and he just needs to stay here so he can get to work tomorrow. He didn’t really give us much of an option since he had someone drop him off.

I just can’t feel sorry for the guy. I know he doesn’t have a way to get to work tomorrow without staying here, but that’s not our fault. He’s been saying he was going to save up and buy a car for EIGHT YEARS! I mean seriously, grow up already and do something about it.

I KNOW how much money he makes. Hubby is technically his boss. I also know that half his paycheck goes straight up his nose. I don’t want someone like that in my house. He lies about it, swears he’s been clean for a couple years, but I’ve flat out busted him before doing it in my house. Stop telling me your clean when I’ve heard you in the bathroom snorting it, I’ve found baggies in my couch after you left, etc. Don’t bring that shit in my house or anywhere around me! Get the help you need!

It pisses me off that he shows up here after we tell him not to, and it pisses me off even more that he’s even so worried all of a sudden about his job and getting to work. Why? Because he laid out of work Friday and Today. He was probably too geeked up both days to show up for work. It pisses me off that 3 days last week Hubby (and 2 other people who carpool with them) were late for work because loser boy didn’t show up on time. He knows he’s supposed to be here by 6:50am every morning. Don’t start texting Hubby at 6:50 to tell him you’re 5 minutes away when you’re really just leaving your house 20 miles away!

I’m going to sit Hubby down tomorrow and have a long talk yet again about this guy. He’s going home straight after work if I have to take him home myself. I don’t want him in or around my house anymore, and I don’t care what I have to do to make that happen.