Upon further investigation into the mysterious cash appearing in my account, the office of Child Support Enforcement revealed that the deposit had come not from the deadbeat himself, but from his employer.
Yes, he had his paycheck withheld. Yes, he is obviously working through a legitimate business again. Back when we were engaged, I fronted the money to start his own independent contracting business. I also paid for the license and his business cards. I wrote up invoices, faxed bids to clients and basically did all his secretarial work, while living off WIC and buying diapers through the Coinstar.
The day we got his business license, I remember him swearing off working for another “Hack-Job, Asshole, Two-Bit Roofing Company.” He was going to be his own boss, and never go back getting paid by the square. Of course, when things got bad; when he would screw-up a job, or someone would “stiff” him money, he would slink back to his ex-boss, and ask for a job.
Looks like things got bad for Rooferman. I bet they are even worse now that his entire paycheck is gone. I’m trying really hard not to feel a tiny bit of redemption, can you tell?
Other events scheduled for today:
- Parenting Class per court order ( I am not showing up to my Status Conference without EVERY REQUIREMENT met).
- A haircut. The white trashness has reached its maximum.
- A little black dress I was eyeing at the local hippie store, but couldn’t afford to buy.
- Dragging JL to Singles Meet and Greet. I even got a babysitter!
I hope I see Sushi Boy, because I will promptly ignore him all night. Go comment bomb Karmatee, and harass her into going too.