You Want Us To Do What?

Quickie today, folks.

So…um…a lady called here wanting us to repo HER car…because her daughter has it.

Apparently the daughter skipped work and came up here to see her boyfriend?

I’m not sure…but she wanted us to repo her car.

Poor woman.

She told me all about how her daughter was super-smart *reminded me of Jenny* in high school and then went to college and apparently *very unlike Jenny now* fell in with the wrong crowd and is somehow making 1.68 GPA’s and somehow not on academic probation.

Apparently the daughter left last night with the mom’s car and is up here with her drug dealing boyfriend and won’t speak to her mom….just took off.

Poor mom. I can understand how she’s so upset and worried. I mean…she’s paying tons of money for her daughter to go to school and then she just disappears one night….she said she’s tried everything…the daughter won’t even let her mom meet her boyfriend, won’t even talk to her….she basically became a totally different person overnight.

I don’t know. At first I thought the woman was crazy. Now I just feel bad for her because her daughter is making some really bad choices and hurting her mom so bad.

Yeah, so maybe the mom is a little overprotective…but if I was putting out thousands of dollars for someone to go to school I’d expect better than skipping class and getting a 1.68. My kid’s butt would be home and in community college. Or supporting their own-darn self and not driving my car.

*sigh*

Poor mom.

Stupid kid.

And I’m off to do school work.

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I’m blog-cheating. Sorry. But it’s about my running-life…this is about the rest of my life.