Living at home on 30 dollars, or how the garage sale went
August 10th, 2006
So my parents play this game called let’s trick jess. pretty self explanatory. They tell me that if I sweat it out and empty my attic with my dad’s help, and set up a garage sale, run it, clean it up. (we are talking 30 years of garbage.) Then I get to keep the money. OK!
so I do all of this shit. make 400$ and I am handed a crisp 20 and a 10. Where’d the other money go?!? So then here is the trick.
Their sneekieness gets 5 fucks out of 5.
I get sat down and a printed outline of a “plan for independance” is given to me and in painstakingly humiliating patronizations I am told that the “rest of the money” is in a financial account with my name on it to be tapped when I move out. Long story short. They win. I lose.
My forsight 0 fucks out of 5
Lesson Learned, this is no game friends.
Garage Sale 0 out of 5 waggling fists

5 comments on “Living at home on 30 dollars, or how the garage sale went”
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How nice are the printed contracts and plans of action? Especially when they make you sign them. Sounds like your parents and my mom would get along famously.
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ok… so html is not enabled.
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O Allan, it’s such a tangled web…They tried contracting it up once, but I refused to sign the contract, it involved manual labor and cooking for them as well…My mom’s number is 1800passive-aggressive….let’s watch them destroy each other from a distance.
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they want you OUT!
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