So I wake up this morning to Cindi handing me the phone. It was a woman calling from some law office representing some bank in Maryland calling me to try to reach a settlement my $40,000 debt.
Excuse me?
She goes on with her whole...deal... and I say "What the fuck?" OOOooof course she procedes to get angry because HOW DARE I use that language. HOW DARE you call me with this bullshit? (me) HOW DARE you open an account that you had no intention of paying for.(her) I fucking didnt...(me) and then it started the whole swearing thing again. And I couldnt get a word in because the only words I could get out were some how related to fuck. I would think that she would be used to it in her line of work. So i hung up on her because there was no way I was going to stop cussing and there was no way she was going to stop screaming at me for cussing.
I sign online to check my credit report just to be sure....and of course there is no mysterious $40,000 debt hanging over my head. Just the normal school loans etc.... right where they should be...everything was the same as when i checked about a year ago. Nothing even close to $40,000 becasue that is way more money than I have ever taken out on credit in my entire life combined.
The truely creepy thing was that she was able to give me my social security number. But oh well. What a fucking bitch!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Sandbaggin'
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Fahy vs. Fay
So Matt felt doomed from the start when he hard that a Tropical storm had been named Fay (pronounced the same as his last name Fahy). Sure enough we pull it up on the tubes and it is headed straight for him. I spent some time today picking up things from around the house and securing the stuff around the house next to us (our neighbor passed away earlier this year). I have plenty more to do over the next two days. I will keep you all posted on the status.
I live on the little peninsula located just north of the 2 p.m. Tuesday dot.

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