Try And Picture This

You pick up your life and decide to move in with someone that still doesn’t have breast milk off there damn breath. Hell you pretty much don’t have it off your own damn breath. Although you maybe a little more mature then your counterpart. You move down from wherever the hell you came from. With no money, no food. Just the clothes you carried on down with you. You do this before the funeral of this young mans Grandfather is past and then buried. Instead of going back to your own home land. You decide to stick around. Don’t get yourself a job. Do anything to pull your weight besides laying on your back. You and your man begin begging. Going to anyone and everyone for food, and to borrow money you barely pay back. Burning bridges left and right. Your Aunt that you barely got to see because of her living her own life, working long and hard all through the years. But found a way to give you money, gifts, food and even allowed you to visit with her, when your life was in danger at the drop of a dime.

This same Aunt allowed you to borrow money that you didn’t pay back. This same aunt took food from her freezer, refrigerator and more to feed you and your woman that’s not working. So after a while, this Aunt has a need of help in her home. She’s got a daughter with a lot on her plate, school and more that you may not be pry too. So she offers to help kill two birds with one stone  so that you can help each other out. She’s willing to pay and take money from this daughter to pay your girl and in connection to you living together, eating together and burning gas together. $40.00 per week for you to be able to add to your $500 per week your receive from work. You decide to connect with parents that charge you $300 per month for a little shack they put up for you in there back yard.

These same parents charge you for using bowls, containers, zip lock bags in there house. They won’t let you have access to there food or drink. Invite you out to meals only to have there hands held out for the money back. Also try and charge you gas money to pick you girl up from there own sister/sister in laws house after work and your all going to the same damn place. This girl comes and isn’t doing what she’s supposed to do. Back talking. Rude, disrespectful, eating up peoples food without asking. Not even doing her damn job. Example: “ She’s only supposed to wash dishes for one person. “ “ No supposed to sweep and mop but one room in the house”

The duties listed before her job was given to her?

Wash hands before putting on gloves and starting to work.

Wash dishes daily, Clean bathroom daily, take out trash daily. Sweep

and mop kitchen, dinning room, living room, hall way and bathroom.

Clean bath tub, toilet and sink. Every Friday clean out Refrigerator before

sweeping and moping and taking out the trash.

Not long after starting, the only thing that happens, is the dishes being

half clean because food has been found to be left in them. The floor is swept

but barely ever if not never mopped and sometimes the trash is being taken out.

On top of that the money that’s being taken, isn’t for food, since they are hungry. Its for

her cell phone bill and keeping her nails done. Can you picture that? Why an I writing

about this? Because to me, its funny how ungrateful people can’t count there chickens

and see when they are being blessed. Its like that story I was told about a long time

ago. A man walking in the dessert, he’s thirsty. So God blesses him with a glass of water.

Then the next day there are two glasses for the man. Before you know its always additional

glass more then then the day before glass. The mans wasting it after a while. Taking a bath

in it. Soaking his feet in it. Pouring the glasses out because he just knows more will be

arriving tomorrow. That’s how I feel this situation is beginning to be. This young lady is believing

that she’s going to have a job no matter what.

Nobody else is trying to help her. She doesn’t  want to go back to where she came from. The

issue that came from the two of them was that

they would go back together once he fixed his trunk, but he’s had this job for three months now.

He’s gotten income tax’s and all of this good stuff. I smell bullshit coming a mile away so. I don’t

believe in helping someone that doesn’t want to be helped. The next post about this will be

about releasing the baby birds to enjoy there travels, whichever way they decide to fly next…

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