100$ friend

Monday, January 26, 2009

The 100$ friend.... Five years...five years I was friend with this girl, we will call her Shanaenae. Over the course of these five years, Shanaenae and I had went through a lot. We had our spats, but always ended up friends in the end. Now, let me paint a picture as to what type of person Shanaenae is. She is a very intense person, what some might call a drama queen. Let her tell it, everyone else is the problem...never her. No matter what the problem, it was never her. She never noticed that the consistent factor in all her problems with people was...her. I dealt with her over bearing, arrogant self because I try to see the best in people. She is the type of person who knows it all, but at the end of the day...doesn't know shit. The type that will tell you what to do in your realtionship, but hasn't had one in her adult life. She will tell you how to raise your kids, but hasn't really ever been around them. The type that will tell you to suck it up when you are sick, but will moan and groan becase she is under the weather. I endured her psycho temper tantrums...I agreed with her when she blamed others even though the problem blantently started with her. Over the years, I gave her money when she was down and out...I talked her though her psycho manic spells...I even gave her a place to live when she was too irresponsible to pay her bills. Living with her was horrible. She made every single person that visited feel uncomfortable, even my mother. My friends stopped visiting because they all thought that she was a bitch. She turned her nose up to any and everyone that I know. We agreed on a price for her to stay, which really only covered the bills that went up while she was here- and 1 month into it, said it was too much and this was what she decided to pay me and asked if it was ok...i mean, what was i supposed to say? She would get mad when my children would be rowdy...even though they had more clout in this home than she did. She brought random men to my house at least 5 times a week, even when my kids were here. After all that, I still managed to deal with her. Then, the last straw was when she went off on me because I wouldn't help her move out- even though I had worked the night before and had taken off specifically to volunteer at my daughter's winter festival. I called her to see how it was going...and she hung up on me- temper tantrum because she went out and got drunk the night before instead of being responsible. Well, I got to thinking...this chick is a fucking bitch. I don't like her, and i really don't want to be around her anymore. So, I stopped talking to her. I digress, during her move- she had offered to buy my TV and I didn't need it so I agreed. She didn't have all the money so she paid me half and agreed to pay me the other half when she got paid next. She had been my friend for years, so I didn't even hesitate. Well, I haven't heard from her since. What makes it even worse is that I was going to use the money she owed me on my kids Christmas. A single, kid free woman that basically stole from a single mother. What kind of person does that? Shanaenae would always speak of stereotypes and how 'white people' put labels on everyone. My thing is this, if you don't want to be stereotyped...then don't be stereotypical. The moral of the story is this...a piece of shit dipped in gold is still a piece of shit under all the shiny outside. With friends like her, who needs enemies? Five years of helping her out and always being there...she negated all of it for 100$. I am sure that in her severly undertreated level of psychosis...this too, like everything else, is my fault. Oh well...I just wish it had of been me that left her ass in Florida.