mr217shoestospare
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This is just a rant. I don't really need advice, unless you're seeing something I'm not.
My neighbor, and ex-roommate of about a year, works at McDonald's. We used to be good friends until we had a little falling out and I left. We later amended, but have gone our separate ways.
As I said, he works as a manager at McDonald's and complains that he never has any money. He has also thrown retarded amounts of money into a sound system for a vehicle he just bought and is still making payments on.
He told me he can't go get a better job because he's either working, sleeping, or hanging out with his friends. So, as he sees it, he's stuck. I tried telling him that since he doesn't have an education in order to get money he's going to pretty much have no life for a while.
Cause the little high school punks that he works with think he's sooo cool he doesn't want to leave that feeling of being awesome.
And he's overweight, lonely, and plays online games all the time.
Which gets me to my next point:
His computer dies about once every 2-3 months. So he calls me to fix it. Every time I have to track down a disk, burn it, go over and spend 2 hours wiping and reinstalling Windows before I have to re-re-re-lookup drivers and shit for this damn machine.
He only calls when he wants something. He'll call at 9 pm wanting another power strip, or to use my internet connection because he has some friends over playing online games...which I've said no to both.
I don't mind helping people out. I don't mind going over and helping him occasionally. But I draw the line with helping people when they refuse to take the steps needed to become independent from said help. In this case, he won't learn how to do it himself, so I stopped helping him.
He's getting pissy that I don't help him, which is stupid because I spent the morning at the dentist before driving to a place with horrible weather and lots of wind to stand outside five stories off the ground to order a crane around by radio. Yeah... teaching a high school kid proper fry-boxing technique is harder than trudging around in waist deep snow demobing an abandoned plant. What was I thinking?
Maybe I don't have the time he has to do shit, since I'm working. I'll get around to the Windows disk, but it's lower on my agenda than, say rent or helping a friend that just left her abusive fiancee.
In the grand scheme of things, a fucking disk that he could get himself makes about as much of an impact in my life as a fart in a hurricane and it's impractical for him to expect me to jump to it when he asks.
No wonder I hardly deal with people. When I go out of my way to help people (and there are shittons of people that used to come to me with their little problems) it should be apparent that I'm getting nothing for it and am doing this out of the kindness of my withered heart.
I like my little anti-social life and I don't like it when people come over unannounced or call me for no reason (certain people excepted). I'm getting tired of people going around acting like their personal problems should be everyone else's.
My neighbor, and ex-roommate of about a year, works at McDonald's. We used to be good friends until we had a little falling out and I left. We later amended, but have gone our separate ways.
As I said, he works as a manager at McDonald's and complains that he never has any money. He has also thrown retarded amounts of money into a sound system for a vehicle he just bought and is still making payments on.
He told me he can't go get a better job because he's either working, sleeping, or hanging out with his friends. So, as he sees it, he's stuck. I tried telling him that since he doesn't have an education in order to get money he's going to pretty much have no life for a while.
Cause the little high school punks that he works with think he's sooo cool he doesn't want to leave that feeling of being awesome.
And he's overweight, lonely, and plays online games all the time.
Which gets me to my next point:
His computer dies about once every 2-3 months. So he calls me to fix it. Every time I have to track down a disk, burn it, go over and spend 2 hours wiping and reinstalling Windows before I have to re-re-re-lookup drivers and shit for this damn machine.
He only calls when he wants something. He'll call at 9 pm wanting another power strip, or to use my internet connection because he has some friends over playing online games...which I've said no to both.
I don't mind helping people out. I don't mind going over and helping him occasionally. But I draw the line with helping people when they refuse to take the steps needed to become independent from said help. In this case, he won't learn how to do it himself, so I stopped helping him.
He's getting pissy that I don't help him, which is stupid because I spent the morning at the dentist before driving to a place with horrible weather and lots of wind to stand outside five stories off the ground to order a crane around by radio. Yeah... teaching a high school kid proper fry-boxing technique is harder than trudging around in waist deep snow demobing an abandoned plant. What was I thinking?
Maybe I don't have the time he has to do shit, since I'm working. I'll get around to the Windows disk, but it's lower on my agenda than, say rent or helping a friend that just left her abusive fiancee.
In the grand scheme of things, a fucking disk that he could get himself makes about as much of an impact in my life as a fart in a hurricane and it's impractical for him to expect me to jump to it when he asks.
No wonder I hardly deal with people. When I go out of my way to help people (and there are shittons of people that used to come to me with their little problems) it should be apparent that I'm getting nothing for it and am doing this out of the kindness of my withered heart.
I like my little anti-social life and I don't like it when people come over unannounced or call me for no reason (certain people excepted). I'm getting tired of people going around acting like their personal problems should be everyone else's.
