Yesterday Bub had his car repossessed lest he be issued an arrest warrant for grand theft auto. He also received an eviction notice for his apartment in Memphis since he hasn’t been paying the rent. Today he was informed that FedEx would no longer be needing his services and that he was not to show back up. Just like that, one fell swoop, everything gone. Almost enough to make ya feel sorry for the guy… almost.

I knew he hadn’t bothered making payments on the car they bought 2 months ago, primarily because someone from the car lot showed up here looking for him and they’ve been calling me trying to locate him for weeks now. *Funny side note; when the car lot guy came knocking on my door it was only a few days after Bub informed me of the FBI inquiry into his server activities. So when this strange man showed up asking for Bub I just knew it had to be the eff bee eye come to search the premises! Alas, no search ensued, but the dude was awful anxious to locate Bub nonetheless, or more importantly, the stolen vehicle in question. I digress. My point was that I knew he hadn’t been making any car payments but I figured he was at least making sure to keep a roof over their heads. That’s what I get for assuming anything with idiot boy huh? Pfffft. Anyway, all this he tells me as he is walking home from what was to be his last day of work (still unbeknownst to him at the time), the whole while reiterating the intricate sob story of how he’s been so wronged and was justified in not assuming the responsibility for any of this mess. Woe is me, the world against Bub, sigh… He has an excuse for everything of course, and it even sounds pretty darn convincing like always, but I’ve heard it all before. So and so did this so what was I to do? Such and such happened, I had no other choice. This bill collector had the audacity to be rude to me on the phone so I have no intention of working with them now, that’ll teach them to disrespect me. Blah blah blah, same shit different day.

Poor new chick, she hasn’t the mental stability to endure this I’m afraid. And this is just the start of what is yet to come; the vomitus roller coaster of life with Bub. She really deserved a good guy this time around, she’s been through so much, but Bub is what she got. Sometimes life is simply unfair. I delicately explained the sitch to Em, ever mindful of my words in front of her, and her response? That’s what he gets for being so irresponsible and not paying his bills on time. I wish daddy would just grow up. Hmmm.

So he’ll pick up his last check on Thursday, gather their few belongings this weekend, and beg plead and borrow their way back to Arkansas, destination yet unknown. No car, no home, no job. And to think, this could have been Em and me with him; would have been in fact, were it not for all of you.