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I had a dream that Vieux picked me up to go to some inforoo gathering. when we got there I walked in and didn't recognize anyone, and it turned out they were all just lurkers and knew who I was but I had no idea who they were. then a bunch of my best friends from high school showed up. then I realized I had ordered a pizza before I left my apartment and didn't know what to do because I wasn't there. then I realized I left a box of thin mints outside on top of vieux's car and they all melted. and then suddenly my head chef at my restaurant picked me up because I was in some beauty pageant and he helped build some things for my talent portion - that I still don't know what it was going to be.
good nap.
This makes me all the happy, and just like Monie I just remembered, I have thin mints in the freeze also!
Second brunch tip: Never say IT'S SO NICE TO MEET YOU! Because it's very possible you met them last year.
That's why I like Australia. "Aww hey howhrryagoin' mate?" is just a general catch-all for everything from "it's nice to meet you" to "what's been up?" to "how Is your night so far?"
And the appropriate response is always "aww, yeah".
So this girl I used to be close with but haven't really spoken to in a few years, hit me up today asking to borrow $250. She had just gotten out of a relationship and moved back to NJ from Brooklyn, but her job is still there. She has been commuting and its eaten at her funds and she can't afford her car payment this month. She is not exactly a responsible or trustworthy person and used to be an addict (I don't think she still is though, looking at her facebook it seems like her story checks out). But I'm pretty sure if I lent it, I would never see that money again.
I feel a little used because again we haven't had a real conversation in years. I asked why she couldn't ask one of her other friends. She says they are all poor or unwilling to help. I asked for her info and a website so I could make the payment directly for her, just to be sure. And now she says she borrowed the money from her dad two weeks ago and he's demanding to get paid or going to kick her out and take the car, so she needs cash.... She seems desperate. But this all comes off shady. I can afford to lend her the money, but it would make my life a little annoying and require a tighter budget for a week or so. Do I give it to her?
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So this girl I used to be close with but haven't really spoken to in a few years, hit me up today asking to borrow $250. She had just gotten out of a relationship and moved back to NJ from Brooklyn, but her job is still there. She has been commuting and its eaten at her funds and she can't afford her car payment this month. She is not exactly a responsible or trustworthy person and used to be an addict (I don't think she still is though, looking at her facebook it seems like her story checks out). But I'm pretty sure if I lent it, I would never see that money again.
I feel a little used because again we haven't had a real conversation in years. I asked why she couldn't ask one of her other friends. She says they are all poor or unwilling to help. I asked for her info and a website so I could make the payment directly for her, just to be sure. And now she says she borrowed the money from her dad two weeks ago and he's demanding to get paid or going to kick her out and take the car, so she needs cash.... She seems desperate. But this all comes off shady. I can afford to lend her the money, but it would make my life a little annoying and require a tighter budget for a week or so. Do I give it to her?
Ugh...
Can you afford to do it knowing you prob don't get the money back?
Maybe you should just be honest with her. Tell her you feel used, ask how quickly you'll get your money back, and ask her how you can be assured you will get it back. Then I think you have to use your gut feeling when she responds.
I hate when people do shiz like this. More evidence that people really are the worst.
So this girl I used to be close with but haven't really spoken to in a few years, hit me up today asking to borrow $250. She had just gotten out of a relationship and moved back to NJ from Brooklyn, but her job is still there. She has been commuting and its eaten at her funds and she can't afford her car payment this month. She is not exactly a responsible or trustworthy person and used to be an addict (I don't think she still is though, looking at her facebook it seems like her story checks out). But I'm pretty sure if I lent it, I would never see that money again.
I feel a little used because again we haven't had a real conversation in years. I asked why she couldn't ask one of her other friends. She says they are all poor or unwilling to help. I asked for her info and a website so I could make the payment directly for her, just to be sure. And now she says she borrowed the money from her dad two weeks ago and he's demanding to get paid or going to kick her out and take the car, so she needs cash.... She seems desperate. But this all comes off shady. I can afford to lend her the money, but it would make my life a little annoying and require a tighter budget for a week or so. Do I give it to her?
Ugh...
Can you afford to do it knowing you prob don't get the money back?
Maybe you should just be honest with her. Tell her you feel used, ask how quickly you'll get your money back, and ask her how you can be assured you will get it back. Then I think you have to use your gut feeling when she responds.
I hate when people do shiz like this. More evidence that people really are the worst.
If I gave her the cash, I honestly would not expect to ever get it back. But it would only make my life difficult for about a week. If I don't lend it I'm going to feel bad, if I do I'm going to just feel taken advantage of. Her story seems flimsy, especially since it involves family.
And again other then occasionally sending her a funny picture through text, we have not spoken or hung out in 3 years. But I have known her since I was 9 and we did hook up a few times.
I told her I would give her the money. Then when the story changed to owing her dad and not the car company I told her I would hit her up in the morning. So shes expecting it.
Warning: beware of run on sentences and just poor sentence structure in general. This my story about my day at Gasparilla Music festival and it's just awesome in my opinion and figured I should share cause I think you guys will like it.
So guys, I just got back from Gasparilla music fest and it was a good time. The best show of the weekend isn't even a debate (and this is coming from a HUGE Modest Mouse fanatic) Gogol Bordello fucking killed it and it was the final show of the whole fest. So I found myself at this Gogol show and a few songs I hear murmurings of a mosh pit (it had been something I'd been debating the whole, to mosh or not to mosh at Gogol because I love him and have never seen him but my leg...) Anyway, thirty seconds after the most pit started and I couldn't resist cause all my friends started going for it. I threw caution to the wind and ignored my doctors orders to chill at shows until my leg is healed and I had a fucking amazing time and got a black eye and it arguably my favorite festival ending show/experience I've ever been to
After leaving the fest we decided to walk to Jerk Hut (try to refrain from the dirty jokes, they've already been made) and while I was sitting outside eating, a man walked in who looked an awful lot like Gogol and I said to my friend "Man, right after seeing Gogol, we just saw the closest look a like to him that you will ever see in America" and after this guy got his food and came outside for a seat, I invited him to sit with us because we had two chairs and the rest were taken. We start eating and talking and he has a think european accent and then I look at his shoes, they were black Asics with the white design on them, the same shoes that I had made a comment to my friend about Gogol wearing during the show. I stared at him for a solid three seconds and he looks up at me with a confused look on his face and go, "Oh shit, you ARE Gogol!" He smiled and said yes and I thanked for the great show and the black eye and we chatted and had dinner together and he asked for suggestions on local bars and when we went to part ways after they finished dinner, he invited to me to drink and I told him I had to drive but he I insisted that I come have at least one beer. I of course couldn't say no. So he bought me a beer.
That was the amazing, risky, unique end to my Gasparilla music festival and I absolutely loved it.
And again other then occasionally sending her a funny picture through text, we have not spoken or hung out in 3 years. But I have known her since I was 9 and we did hook up a few times.
I told her I would give her the money. Then when the story changed to owing her dad and not the car company I told her I would hit her up in the morning. So shes expecting it.
I wouldn't do it, but that's just me.
It doesn't make sense that her own DAD would kick her out and take her car if she really is trying her best and working... Something's not adding up, and she needs to learn a thing or two about consequences.
And again other then occasionally sending her a funny picture through text, we have not spoken or hung out in 3 years. But I have known her since I was 9 and we did hook up a few times.
I told her I would give her the money. Then when the story changed to owing her dad and not the car company I told her I would hit her up in the morning. So shes expecting it.
I wouldn't do it, but that's just me.
It doesn't make sense that her own DAD would kick her out and take her car if she really is trying her best and working... Something's not adding up, and she needs to learn a thing or two about consequences.
This is exactly what I was going to say. I wouldn't do it either @gambit88
Hmm yeah thanks. I don't really want to lend it to her, but I'd feel pretty bad if I didnt. I'm going to suggest she sign up as an uber driver or sell something to make the money.
And again other then occasionally sending her a funny picture through text, we have not spoken or hung out in 3 years. But I have known her since I was 9 and we did hook up a few times.
I told her I would give her the money. Then when the story changed to owing her dad and not the car company I told her I would hit her up in the morning. So shes expecting it.
I wouldn't do it, but that's just me.
It doesn't make sense that her own DAD would kick her out and take her car if she really is trying her best and working... Something's not adding up, and she needs to learn a thing or two about consequences.
Yeah, something's not adding up here. It might not be the dad because some people's parents can get a bit extreme with tough love, but I'm pretty sure there's some fishy business in there. Couldn't she just move back to Jersey if money's such an issue she's hitting up friends she's not spoken to in years for a few hundred? It's possible old habits are coming back, and her current social circle are all broke from the same habits.
It's your call what to do, but consider it a gift, not a loan.
So this girl I used to be close with but haven't really spoken to in a few years, hit me up today asking to borrow $250. She had just gotten out of a relationship and moved back to NJ from Brooklyn, but her job is still there. She has been commuting and its eaten at her funds and she can't afford her car payment this month. She is not exactly a responsible or trustworthy person and used to be an addict (I don't think she still is though, looking at her facebook it seems like her story checks out). But I'm pretty sure if I lent it, I would never see that money again.
I feel a little used because again we haven't had a real conversation in years. I asked why she couldn't ask one of her other friends. She says they are all poor or unwilling to help. I asked for her info and a website so I could make the payment directly for her, just to be sure. And now she says she borrowed the money from her dad two weeks ago and he's demanding to get paid or going to kick her out and take the car, so she needs cash.... She seems desperate. But this all comes off shady. I can afford to lend her the money, but it would make my life a little annoying and require a tighter budget for a week or so. Do I give it to her?
I mean, it depends, think you could at least get a blowjob outta the deal?
Warning: beware of run on sentences and just poor sentence structure in general. This my story about my day at Gasparilla Music festival and it's just awesome in my opinion and figured I should share cause I think you guys will like it.
So guys, I just got back from Gasparilla music fest and it was a good time. The best show of the weekend isn't even a debate (and this is coming from a HUGE Modest Mouse fanatic) Gogol Bordello fucking killed it and it was the final show of the whole fest. So I found myself at this Gogol show and a few songs I hear murmurings of a mosh pit (it had been something I'd been debating the whole, to mosh or not to mosh at Gogol because I love him and have never seen him but my leg...) Anyway, thirty seconds after the most pit started and I couldn't resist cause all my friends started going for it. I threw caution to the wind and ignored my doctors orders to chill at shows until my leg is healed and I had a fucking amazing time and got a black eye and it arguably my favorite festival ending show/experience I've ever been to
After leaving the fest we decided to walk to Jerk Hut (try to refrain from the dirty jokes, they've already been made) and while I was sitting outside eating, a man walked in who looked an awful lot like Gogol and I said to my friend "Man, right after seeing Gogol, we just saw the closest look a like to him that you will ever see in America" and after this guy got his food and came outside for a seat, I invited him to sit with us because we had two chairs and the rest were taken. We start eating and talking and he has a think european accent and then I look at his shoes, they were black Asics with the white design on them, the same shoes that I had made a comment to my friend about Gogol wearing during the show. I stared at him for a solid three seconds and he looks up at me with a confused look on his face and go, "Oh shit, you ARE Gogol!" He smiled and said yes and I thanked for the great show and the black eye and we chatted and had dinner together and he asked for suggestions on local bars and when we went to part ways after they finished dinner, he invited to me to drink and I told him I had to drive but he I insisted that I come have at least one beer. I of course couldn't say no. So he bought me a beer.
That was the amazing, risky, unique end to my Gasparilla music festival and I absolutely loved it.
Warning: beware of run on sentences and just poor sentence structure in general. This my story about my day at Gasparilla Music festival and it's just awesome in my opinion and figured I should share cause I think you guys will like it.
So guys, I just got back from Gasparilla music fest and it was a good time. The best show of the weekend isn't even a debate (and this is coming from a HUGE Modest Mouse fanatic) Gogol Bordello fucking killed it and it was the final show of the whole fest. So I found myself at this Gogol show and a few songs I hear murmurings of a mosh pit (it had been something I'd been debating the whole, to mosh or not to mosh at Gogol because I love him and have never seen him but my leg...) Anyway, thirty seconds after the most pit started and I couldn't resist cause all my friends started going for it. I threw caution to the wind and ignored my doctors orders to chill at shows until my leg is healed and I had a fucking amazing time and got a black eye and it arguably my favorite festival ending show/experience I've ever been to
After leaving the fest we decided to walk to Jerk Hut (try to refrain from the dirty jokes, they've already been made) and while I was sitting outside eating, a man walked in who looked an awful lot like Gogol and I said to my friend "Man, right after seeing Gogol, we just saw the closest look a like to him that you will ever see in America" and after this guy got his food and came outside for a seat, I invited him to sit with us because we had two chairs and the rest were taken. We start eating and talking and he has a think european accent and then I look at his shoes, they were black Asics with the white design on them, the same shoes that I had made a comment to my friend about Gogol wearing during the show. I stared at him for a solid three seconds and he looks up at me with a confused look on his face and go, "Oh shit, you ARE Gogol!" He smiled and said yes and I thanked for the great show and the black eye and we chatted and had dinner together and he asked for suggestions on local bars and when we went to part ways after they finished dinner, he invited to me to drink and I told him I had to drive but he I insisted that I come have at least one beer. I of course couldn't say no. So he bought me a beer.
That was the amazing, risky, unique end to my Gasparilla music festival and I absolutely loved it.
Thats pretty fucking badass.
Yeah, it's seriously one my favorite memories ever. Actually, if you I just consider the actual events that happened and ignore that being with friends makes everything better, I can almost assuredly say that IS my favorite memory (well, it will be my favorite in the future)
It doesn't make sense that her own DAD would kick her out and take her car if she really is trying her best and working... Something's not adding up, and she needs to learn a thing or two about consequences.
Yeah, something's not adding up here. It might not be the dad because some people's parents can get a bit extreme with tough love, but I'm pretty sure there's some fishy business in there. Couldn't she just move back to Jersey if money's such an issue she's hitting up friends she's not spoken to in years for a few hundred? It's possible old habits are coming back, and her current social circle are all broke from the same habits.
It's your call what to do, but consider it a gift, not a loan.
Do not do it, offer any other kind of aid besides financial if it's eating at you but fuck that. Seen way to many people with similar stories pull this kind of stuff. Plus the inconsistent stories, done. That might sound heartless but you can't dedicate your energy or this case money to people who are just going suck it out of you. It would be nice to be able to help all 7 billion people but we gotta draw a line. But just my opinion, be honest with her and go with your guy