So today I had a pretty fun argument with the ex/roommate over her inability to give a shit about any one else other than herself. It started off with me having a couple of her sodas, so this morning I see a sticky note on the box letting me know that I have over stepped my bounds, so rather than drinking a soda, I have the last glass (less than) of her orange juice. This seems to be a bigger deal than soda now post argument, but I left a reply on the sticky note that was attached letting her know that I need her to bitch at me for important stuff, not soda.
Shit proceeded to hit the fan, because when I got home I had 3 sticky notes attached to my monitor, one was her giving her miss independent attitude and telling me that she will sticky up whatever she damn well pleases, which is funny, and pointless, and also about me drinking her OJ. So I decide that I may have over stepped my bounds and the last 8 months of me supporting her broke ass does not count for anything, so i decide I will just replace the drink today after work.
A heated exchange takes place over all of these facts about how it is a matter of respect blah blah thats over etc etc. So after the conversation she tells me that she will not be able to take care of her half of the rent, so I ask why since she has had a job for well over a month and needs to start pulling her own weight. Also, as a side note, I saw this coming because I made sure to remind her that next week rent was due, and she was giving me these little quirks about how she will try and have the money, so I saw this coming. Anyways, long story short she is a broke bitch who can't handle responsibility and I regret ever brining her here. I can see why her mom beat her, she is a total bitch about everything, and no one is right but her, and she takes no responsibility for her life.
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