First the Stock Market Now my Car

I am done with my work shift.

It's too cold to leave the comfort of my desk at work just yet.

I suppose looking important and pretending to be important give me some sense of confidence.

People think I am important.

So I like having something to type on my important looking computer in my important looking cubicle.

The reality is, my car is crashed. Roxy. She is smashed up because I was digging in my purse while driving on the Dan Ryan.

So I have to cough up all I ever had, a 401 K worth 0ne thousand dollars, for my one thousand dollar deductible.

But is it still one thousand in my 401K? The check may be for 75 dollars. In case you missed it the stock market crashed and our 401k's have gone with it.

The cost of the new tire I need by the way is 75 dollars.

And here's a shot of confidence.. no one has replied to any of the job's I applied to today.

But I did receive 2 e-mails from a j.r. douma telling me I won 1,000,000GBP. I am sure I have to wire him $35 us dollars to get it.

Guess what JR I don't have $35!

But he is sitting on 1,000,000GBP because people are actually falling for the scam.

Honest hard working people are out of work, have crashed cars and are on the boot list. Or we are getting robbed by people telling us we have 1,000,000GBP waiting for us. Or We have $150 a week car rentals. And our hair is falling out compliments of the free hair dresser. More on that in the next post. Or we are throwing shoes at presidents.

People who have survived the down turn, are running scams.

Maybe I should send out e-mails on 1,000,000GBP contests instead of the link to this blog.

Maybe I should throw a shoe and be famous.

That is the only cents I see in the city. GBP, shoe throwing and scams.

It's all Crashing Down

After weeks of combing through Chicago Craigslist and seeing that in order to get a personal bailout, I would have to do the unthinkable.

Massages, spanking and slapping for hire have been some of the offers out there.

What has brought me here, is the bleak reality of my financial situation and what is really going to happen to me in the next few months.

The uncertainity has left me with no options, except to write. Since prostitution clearly isn't an option.

I owe one thousand dollars in parking tickets, rent is due and and my car note is past due.

I also am on step one of a two step root canal. I don't have the $175 for it.

I have two payday loans out and my car note company has just high jacked my bank account, overdrafting it.

I luckily just found part time work for the weekend, convincing people to sign up for vacation time-shares and entering to win a car.

Last week it was starbucks cocoa samples at the zoo.

It just seems like my consistent valiant efforts to pay my bills isn't working.

There is no cents in the city.

There's none in my head and in my pocketbook.

And did I mention I have a full time job as a reporter? Aren't we supposed to be rich? And skinny? I am neither.

Today, the futile attempt from my car note company to debit $500 from my account, is making me think...it's all crashing down.

I have to do like all others, move back in with Mom, hide the car from the boot man, continue stealing toilet paper when possible.

Is there a higher paying job out there? Or is there really No Cents in the City?

Krys