Bullshit!
15 years ago
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I'm both suicidally a depressed and homicidally angry at the moment, so I'll keep this brief.
I've been staying in a homeless shelter for the past three months. I only just found a job, which will be paying me a piecemeal rate, hardly enough to survive on and certainly not enough to afford an apartment ANYWHERE, let alone in this college town.
This shelter has a chore system, where residents will sign up for a chore at night to do the next day. If it isn't done, you get a strike, three strikes, you're out.
I had, for a long while, a single strike. No big deal, right?
Yesterday, I was given not one, but TWO strikes, for shit that was actually DONE.
Breakfast cleanup: someone told me they'd take care of it, since I got up late that morning. The guy in the office at the time even TOLD me that since it was covered, he wouldn't count it against me.
STRIKE TWO
Yesterday was also my room's day for the weekly bedbug chore (the house has a problem with the little fuckers, so every day a different room has to spray their beds down with bleach and Ortho Home Defense). I sprayed everything down, and did my laundry.
STRIKE THREE GET OUT
Needless to say, I'm pissed right the fuck off, because I just got kicked out over shit that makes no fucking sense.
And now I have literally NO place to stay.
I've been staying in a homeless shelter for the past three months. I only just found a job, which will be paying me a piecemeal rate, hardly enough to survive on and certainly not enough to afford an apartment ANYWHERE, let alone in this college town.
This shelter has a chore system, where residents will sign up for a chore at night to do the next day. If it isn't done, you get a strike, three strikes, you're out.
I had, for a long while, a single strike. No big deal, right?
Yesterday, I was given not one, but TWO strikes, for shit that was actually DONE.
Breakfast cleanup: someone told me they'd take care of it, since I got up late that morning. The guy in the office at the time even TOLD me that since it was covered, he wouldn't count it against me.
STRIKE TWO
Yesterday was also my room's day for the weekly bedbug chore (the house has a problem with the little fuckers, so every day a different room has to spray their beds down with bleach and Ortho Home Defense). I sprayed everything down, and did my laundry.
STRIKE THREE GET OUT
Needless to say, I'm pissed right the fuck off, because I just got kicked out over shit that makes no fucking sense.
And now I have literally NO place to stay.
Sorry to hear... hope SOMETHING happens in your favor REALLY soon. >.<;