Lol you and Tommy, I swear- but he hardly ever understands me ;p
Yea though, this was a 22 year old girl, that moved in August because she just "needed another place to stay so bad", and was irresponsible, childish, and just altogether mindless-the type just float in and outta lif daily. She never put dishes in the wash, to the point of drawing flies. She would literally have lunch, see last night's shit still there, and just add more to it. No shittin. She would all the time constantly, walk around a house with three adults, with no pants on. Just a tee shirt and pink panties. I mean brothas, this one would take her pants off like most take their shoes off when they get home...she neglected her kitten-to the point of him running outside constantly against her will , just from not paying the slightest attention. Never said thank you or expressed gratitude for help or favors. She also never cleaned the cat box, even though only her cat used it. It was recently so bad it came through the door and hurt your nose.
So after all of that gets us to a ridiculous point of being tired of her, she's seen on FB talkin bout needin a couch to sleep on. Well we hadn't hardly seen her in two days, never came home from work, and never showed up the next day before work at all. We then learn that "she's been staying with a friend right down the street from work" ,which was a pointless lie, and we find out she's moved out overnight. They'd let her use the car to get to work, well she's killed the battery. They just said fuck that, and went to get it, well come to find out, she's drove the motha fucker to shit- the engine's fuckin seized. Then she asks if she could come get her shit today right after.
No. You can't. Well, as I said, I'm given strict instructions to not even let these fools in if my mother's husband ain't here...So they show up last njght, unannounced when he..ain't here. I open the door and don't hesitate to tell her bf who's standing in front doin the talkin "sorry to tell ya but I can't let ya in.", this leads to the motha fuck runnin his mouth tryin to assert himself on me, even sayin" Well this is gonna go one of two ways son." , ha. That went on til he starts pushin his sleeves up, which I responded to with basically ,don't go there, you ain't doin nothin of the sort here.
Then, after getting in touch, they show back up, and she just tried to create a scene every chance she got -asking why is everyone lookin at me when they're lookin at her like "this piece o shit idiot."asking what are you gonna say, when he says, well you know what I'll say to ya, when she comes in wondering why the air feels like it does. Crying for ten to fifteen at one point in between trips in and out the door, and ended up saying "I can't say anything,?" If her stupid bf and friend talked over restitution for the fucked up car. Which gets to being drug out by the arms by her cohorts when she starts to say she wants to see her ex cat that she neglected.
Quite the event.