Saturday, February 03, 2007
C I bloody D Well! I have just been woken on Saturday morning by a knock on the door, hoping it to be the coat we've been waiting for, for Karys I legged it down so see a man with a clipboard, who proceeded to shove an ID card in my face. No idea what his name is, could have been Steve.......He was looking for Scott Wxxxxx. Great, the idiot that I wasted 10 months of my time on, who just turned up one day decided he wanted to live near me so camped out, got a job for about two weeks, then pissed off again? That Scott. The one who expected 3 course meals every evening, who never helped me when I was exhausted after work (not knowing then what we know now), who left just as I was getting ill, leaving a note rather than telling me to my face. The one who said he was going to join the foreign legion (you should have seen Plod's face when I told him that). I had to tell him how we met (internet), how long we were "involved", my number, name, date of birth. When did I last see him? What was involvement with this address (he stayed here for a couple of weeks, got a job, quit the job then pissed off). What did he do at the mercedes garage (sold cars, he's got a knack for conning people into parting with their cash obviously). I don't expect the world to drop to it's knees but when I'm stood looking shit on my doorstep in my dressing gown and I say "look I have cancer, I start chemo soon I really can't cope with anything else right now, can you write that down" "have you written that down?" "You told me, I'm dealing with it, and I know" no reaction, just waited for me to stop talking so he could ask more questions. He didn't ask for any addresses or numbers for his family, I told him they were in Kent, he's a detective, let him find them I don't even know if I have their address anyway. I'm slightly hungover from a couple of glasses of red wine and now I'm in a very bad mood, my mates are coming over today too, for lunch. FAB. I just want to stay in bed. 17:47 - 2 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove |
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