I’m Effin Broke.

Literally. I have been in the most frustrating financial state here recently and I’m only 21 Because of me being naive, my bank account was 200 some odd dollars in the negative. Almost 300 dollars in the negative. I cried, I cursed, I broke things…ok I didn’t break things but I damn well wanted to. Plus the laundry wasn’t done and my boyfriend needed a clean work shirt. So I packed up some laundry, threw on some jeans and my pastel blue t-shirt with Humpty Dumpty broken in half on it which reads “I’m Effin Broke” in big black writing and headed to my mother’s to see if I could do some laundry there because the place I live in does not have a washer or dryer and I didn’t even have enough change to use a laundry mat. Anyway, keep in mind that I had that particular shirt on as I drove to my mom’s, where I most gratefully received a check from them for $300 to help me out in my time of need, then I proceeded to drive to the bank [twice today] wearing that same shirt as I took care of business. Once I got the money situation taken care of, I still had some extra cash so I went to fill up at the gas station where someone told me my tag was expired. Thank God for observant people. Or nosy…one of the two. I then proceeded to drive to the court house, cursing along the way, saying “If it’s not one thing, it’s another” [still wearing my I'm Effin Broke shirt] just to find out that I didn’t have enough cash on me. So I drove all the way back to the bank, withdrew the money needed, then went back to the courthouse. And that is how my day has been. Would anyone like to trade lives with me?

~ by teppusjelonge on August 9, 2008.