Monday, Feb. 26, 2007
Piss Poor And Pissed Off
I have about fifteen minutes for writing tonight, and I'm so damned tired I almost don't care. I started loading some stuff in the car today, but didn't get nearly all of it done. Had to make two mad dashes out of town, in different directions. And keep in mind each mad dash is a good hour and a half - so three hours plus working eight hours, plus trying to pack and sort and so on.
The only good thingn about today is that I finally figured out how to remove the decal from the back window of the truck. It's a holdover from the radio-station-from-hell job in Payson and I most definitely am sick of looking at it every time I get into the car. Trying to scrape it off resulted only in scratching the glass. Who needs super glue? Decals are forever!
This thing, however, was acrylic. Know what dissolves acrylic? Yup, nail polish remover. YEE-HAW! It's taking a while, because it entails soaking a paper towel with polish remover and rubbing it over this thing - but the sucker's finally coming off! I've got a nice big hole rubbed out of it so far and will keep working on it until there's not a smidgen of it left.
I'll be in Tucson tomorrow. Not especially looking forward to it but if it can eventually get us our own place, I'll deal.
In the interim, I talked to 00 tonight. She was agonizing over whether or not she'd be able to get out of her lease. She's in an all-utilities-paid studio apartment and hasn't had electricity for a week and a half now. I pointed out that at this juncture, nobody in their right mind - or even a judicial one - would rule against her. If her lease states that the apartments provide utilities (and it does,) they've breached the agreement and she's good to go. They couldn't even tell her when or IF power would be restored.
It was a blessing in disguise, though, since she still doesn't have a job. The one where she was supposedly hired? They called her back to say she didn't pass their credit check and therefore, "Buh-bye." Assholes.
I personally think it's deplorable that a potential employer can access your credit information. Or anyone else, for that matter. In the era of identity theft, you'd think we'd be more conscious of something along those lines. We've effectively criminalized being poor, and in the same action, guaranteed to keep you there. It's not about whether or not you're honest or a reliable worker. It's about how many credit cards you can juggle without dropping any.
Next step is a reversion to debtors' prison, which is probably already underway in the still-entirely-too-Republican Congress.
The US is one hell of a sick nation these days.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )