1. Heinous flatmate texted a few weeks ago to ask for my bank details so he could start paying me back what he owes. Only about three months too late! (You may or may not recall that he owes me around $900 – a combination of bills he fell behind on at our old place, plus damages and cleaning. Trust me, I knew he was a filthy pig, but he REALLY pulled out all the stops when it came time to move. I can’t even think about it – it’s too foul to recall.)
It’s been maybe a month now. How much have I received from him? Zilch. Nada. Nothing. I was tempted to send him abusive messages on Facebook, but I refrained. Not worth my time.
2. Shortly after we moved and I finished with uni, I decided to pick my guitar back up after three years of neglect. I bought new strings and put them on…and then I got to the high E, and guess what? I literally COULDN’T restring it, because the entire effing bridge saddle was missing. Just gone, like that. Along with the screw. Don’t ask me how he did it, but he did. (And yes, I know it was him, because he played it. Until he broke a string and never replaced it, and now I know why!)
3. After tossing around the C word, indulging in a bout of angry crying, and some intense surfing of the net – in which I convinced myself I’d have to order parts from overseas for a small fortune – I trotted off to Musicworks, where I originally bought my amp and guitar. A dude with massive tunnels in his ears took my details and told me they would get the part shipped in. Two weeks passed, and nothing. I called them. Another guy said they’d call back. They didn’t. I physically went in to see them.
“They’re on their way. They’ll be here soon. We’ve got your details here so we’ll give you a call.”
All up, it’s been well over a month, so soon better mean WITHIN THE WEEK! I may not be a serious muso, and I may not even be able to play standing up, but I’m still a paying customer, dammit.
Good grief, I can’t wait until you get your money back from that guy and are done done and DONE with him. [Evidently I’m an optimist today, expecting that it’s just a matter of time before you get the money.]
Eeek! Yknow… You’ve been having A LOT of problems with your roomies lately. Maybe you should pull him aside and remind him that he owes you still?
Hope your week gets better soon!
@ The Asian Pear – no, this is the ex flatmate. Have nothing to do with him anymore. He KNOWS he owes me.
I think you should definitely send him a few friendly reminders if he is on month 2 and he still hasn’t paid up. He sounds like a user.
@SeeJaneGetRich – oh, that doesn’t even BEGIN to describe this leeching loser.
Actually it’s been four to five months since we moved out of that place. It was only last month that he sent the message saying he was going to start paying.
I’d already written it off on my mind. Blood from a stone. Even if he started repaying me, at say $50 a week, that wouldn’t last. I don’t have the time and energy to chase that shite.
I hope you get your money soon. That flatmate just sounds horrid. 🙁
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