01-06-2009, 11:00 PM | #1 |
BlahBlahBlah
Join Date: Feb 2002
Location: Wa.
Posts: 20,059
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They're baaaack
My youngest son is having trouble figuring life out. He's 26, gets paid, spends all the money, wonders where it went. He has almost zero bills. He's living with my brother and my brother only charges him 100 bucks a month for rent.
We've tried setting up a budget for him and on and on. But he always seems to come up short and calls Bank O Dad. Im far from wealthy and Ill probably have to work till the day I collapse. But nevertheless I still help him out when he calls even if it puts me backwards for awhile. He called me today...Dad? I said look Ill help you out, but from now on you are going to have to give me something of value, and you will never get it back from me. Having him work it off hasn't worked too well. Busts his butt for a few days and then disappears. The only thing of value he has are all his tattoos and the 71K10 and the 58 Ford wagon (both I had given to him as gifts). So today I became the proud owner (again) of our first Chevy truck and one 58 Ford wagon. Keeping the truck, sentimental value...probably put the wagon on Craigslist or something. |
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