
When I first moved to Dallas, I knew one person, I was starting school, and I was very intimidated by the size of the city. But, I needed a job, and so me, my Camaro, a map and the classifieds braved the expressways and got out amongst the madness. Oh, and I was B-R-O-K-E. I didn't want to ask Super D for any $$$, trying to do it all on my own, and spent my last money moving my crap to an apartment I had never seen, with a roommate I had only met on the phone. Remind me to tell you about living with Skitzi Mitzi for exactly one month. But, this is about being broke.
I got a job at a restaurant called Birraporrettis (sp), and it was disgusting. Not only did the place smell like a damp rag, the kitchen was totally Asian and I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AGAINST ASIANS.
But this group cussed you out, slammed plates, and scared the shit out of me basically and I hated every minute of it. So I quit. But they owed me a paycheck, which I would be able to pick up the next Friday. And it was about Tuesday. And I needed $200 in my checking account like right then. I felt pretty low, and desperate. So laying in bed that night, plotting Mitzi's demise (she drew a line in the refrigerator with tape that day because my stuff was getting on her side)
I thought the following: WHAT IF I write myself a check on my old bank account, which was closed, deposit in my now bank account and hope that would buy me a few days. I really thought what have I got to lose?
So I did it. And as I drove away from the drive thru, I said out loud to the Universe that I was sorry but I hope I didn't just commit a felony or something.
So I get to school, hang out at break with my BFF Concie (the creator of LYG, btw) and here comes Mitzi. Concie called her The Poodle because she shook when she talked to you. Anyhoo, the Skitzi Poodle had picked up the mail, and had an envelope for me. I opened it, and what to my wandering eyes did appear?? A refund for my apartment deposit in Tulsa for $300!!! Not only did this clear my felonious error of my ways earlier in the day, I did not expect it, so I was $300 to the good! And the next day I got a bartending job at a rockin place and the cogs of my life in Dallas starting clicking. And all that happened with that check was it came back 'account closed'. No fees, no handcuffs, NUTH-ING.
So, I remembered that story today as I was paying bills with my unemployment money. I don't recommend this for the faint of heart, because once again, I must be creative while we keep on keepin on. But, as you can see, I'll pull a rabbit out of my hat and make it another day.
Without writing any weird checks.
LYCouponClippinGuts,
Bj