I GOT PLANS TO CATCH AND BILLS TO PAY TV
I GOT PLANS TO CATCH AND BILLS TO PAY WINDOWS

Mobile number, email address, as well as description…. I had a very nice chat with the guys from Lion Finance and gave them the address he was living at - as they only had his Sydney address. Then I realized he was probably intoxicated when he was driving my Benz and putting others at risk. He was behind on his car payments, so much so the finance wanted to repo it, so, he locked it in the garage. I got a call from Lion Finance asking if Jerk was there.

I GOT PLANS TO CATCH AND BILLS TO PAY TV

Now, why was he using my Benz? Well… A couple of days later, I was working at a theatre in Melbourne (my main job… the TV news was a lucrative paying hobby).

Needless to say, he was told not to drive the Benz and to put her in the garage, as the insurance policy did not have him listed as a driver, and if he crashed it, he would be paying the repairs. His black Monaro was locked in the garage, next to another of my cars, a collectible Opel Calibra.

I GOT PLANS TO CATCH AND BILLS TO PAY WINDOWS

How did I know? It was parked on the front lawn, with the windows down, filling with dust. He had been using my Mercedes S Class, which was my special weekend ride, as his daily ride and shopping cart. I was filming a story for a TV network and was in the area. No wonder you are sick, you idiot Jerk.īy now, he was $11,000 in arrears on his rent… And seeing the place look crap… Well… you are breathing in powdered dog poop because you are so pickled that you can’t get off your butt and work. He was complaining he was always sick… couldn’t work… couldn’t do a thing. He would put the poop in the bag, and as it went to powder, the dust blew in the door, into the kitchen, and to his rooms. Dog poop in a bag by the back door - because his dog couldn’t make it through the grass to poop and did it on the concrete… It was around this time I found out he was an addict, only because I guess I had never seen him sober. So I visited her place and simply realized I never, ever wanted to be away from her I never went back to my house.Īs Jerk had looked after the place, I told him what was going on… big mistake. We had been seeing one another for a couple of months, and I had just been retrenched from a craphole with a megakaren for a boss, so I was relieved to go. Stupid me let this go on for two years… as I had an income increase and then moved in with my new girl who lived 110 miles in the south. That was the first and last payment I saw. So, the deal was accepted, and he got set up, moved in, and settled.Ĭome the first Friday, there was the $150 on my desk. I had a pretty good internet plan, and as I used it extensively, I figured he could use that as much as he needed to do his work, which was his income. That on top of sharing cleaning and yard duties as well. He could use the bathroom as his own, as I had an ensuite, and we would share the kitchen, lounge, laundry, and so on. He arrived two days later and settled in.Īs it was a four-bed house, I suggested he use one bedroom for sleeping and one as his office. Within an hour of me offering to share my place, he was packing up.

I was one of his major contributors, and we got on really well over the years. Jerk was working as an editor for a tech magazine and worked from home. A friend was living in Sydney, about 900km away, and was looking at moving because he was living in a share house and hated the people in the house. I needed a hand paying the mortgage and figured $150 a week would cover half share in the mortgage and half of utilities.

The wife had run off with another bloke, and I had bought her share of the house. “About 20 years ago, I was a newly single bloke.

I got plans to catch and bills to pay