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These words are here to stay… Re: My sibling treats me as a non-person, etc.
These words are here to stay. I’m not hiding anything.
I’m not deleting my thoughts. These are my experiences, and this is my platform to share my thoughts.
I had a boss lady before named Ch– who scolded me before for having “thoughts.” It’s as though I’m not allowed to think. Not allowed to say things on my mind.
But here we go again. I bought a home last year. I allowed my older sibling to live with me. And she decides it is a good idea to pay only $500 rent — and she insists on giving cheques and I’m not allowed to cash them until days after the 1st of the month. $500!!! In this city, in this province in Canada where we live, that amount is an insult.
I’m not one to make a fuss, but my older sibling treats this place like she owns it and orders me to do things and COMPLAINS often that there isn’t enough space and why my storage room is being hogged for my own work office. Or why there isn’t enough space in the fridge. Well, again, my older sibling is paying only $500.
An Uber driver recently told me that I should indeed let my sibling stay and “take care of” this sibling. At least the Uber driver spoke to me like a man. My boss lady Ch– scolded me like I’m a monster for sharing my experience of this nightmare situation. It’s as though my boss lady condones my sibling’s actions and behaviour.
No, I’m not going to look for a lawyer as an acquaintance once suggested. (This acquaintance had seen these posts on this website.) I mean, we are all on this earth for a limited amount of time. After I pass away — and if I am the first to go — then good luck to my older sibling after that.
I have a boss named James who says we are friends. No, not true. Even though James knows about my situation, he has informed me he doesn’t want to get involved. In my mind, that’s not a friend. So let’s not talk about being my friend if my situation is not important enough for one to get involved in.
I had a former boss named Kiran who would ask me what was going on in my life. If I said anything about issues I was facing, he turned it around and said I was saying these things to get attention. Excuse me? If you’re going to be saying that, then why are you asking me for?
And unfortunately there are so many negative people around. I recall this guy named Lou. Arrogant prick. Lou’s a talkative fellow who talks about sports. Yet when it was a known fact that I had written several sports books, the guy never once congratulated me or asked me about them. There was one particular incident when he was smoking on the street and I came up to him and said hello. He couldn’t bother to strike up a conversation with me. Yet when another mutual acquaintance showed up, he was chatting it up with him. So shortly after, when Lou came to my workplace to visit (he knew others in the workplace), I did not acknowledge him. He tapped my shoulder to ask why I was so quiet. Yeah. Sure.
Anyway, I guess if family treats you like that, it’s not surprising that others like Lou do too.
But this week I’m back in the doghouse. On Sunday, my older sibling — again the one who pays $500 to live with me — started giving attitude and throwing things out of the fridge — loudly and rudely — saying that there was no space in the fridge, I interjected and said that it was poor attitude so maybe I should not cater to her anymore for her constant food orders. (My sibling has a habit of asking me to order for food delivery using my DoorDash app but not paying me upfront, and if I don’t, my sibling throws a fit.)
Since that day, my sibling has decided that I’m a non-person. No more speaking to me. I’m back to being invisible. So, if I were to discuss this, my boss Ch– would scold me and say stop thinking. And in fact, my boss Ch– would very likely say that my older sibling did nothing wrong.
I give up. There are many Lous and Kirans and Jameses and Ch–s in the world. Nobody gives a damn what I think or say. So be it. Goodbye world.
People are assholes, part 3924
I came home tonight and found this outside my front door.
Why are people so inconsiderate and throw or leave their garbage outside another person’s door?
Hopefully this streak continues…
Tonight (Monday, April 24, 2023) was lucky because the Lakers came back to win and covered, and the Kraken also won their game. The Texas Rangers blew their 5-1 lead, which was not the outcome I wanted.
But this winning has continued… Saturday, the profit was $2,633. Sunday, it was $1,651. Tonight, it was 2,776.
I invested $800 on Julius Randle to hit his point targets on Sunday but he had a tough day vs. the Cavaliers. If I had followed the scouting reports (which all said he would not be back to his scoring ways because of his injury), then I would not have picked him. That would have made Sunday’s profit much higher. But I thought he would have a big game at MSG. I was wrong. Oh well.
But hopefully the winning will continue.
To be clear, I don’t classify this as “gambling” or “betting” – nor are these sports “bets.” I call these “smart investments.” There are a couple of very reliable sources that I use and I also spend a lot of time looking at trends and scouting/injury reports. So, let’s hope the success continues.
My sibling continues to be an ungrateful jerk
My sibling continues to be an ungrateful jerk.
Nothing new here.
This week, because I’m a kind person who likes sharing (and because my sibling keeps asking me to do so), I gave $192.31 worth of investment profit to my sibling on Tuesday. I gave $115.20 worth of investment profit to my sibling on Wednesday.
This is even though my sibling has not paid rent this month (I am solely responsible for the mortgage at my place and my sibling is living here).
This is even though my sibling does not contribute anything to my smart investments. (ie. no funding, no research/knowledge)
When the building management sent out a memo saying there are rats/mice in the building, I got mouse traps. I set the mouse traps. When the mouse traps caught some mice, my sibling does not contribute by disposing of the mice but complains that nobody is doing that (without stopping to think that my sibling never contributed to anything).
Then this Thursday, my sibling came to me and started saying our mother is an idiot for not understanding how to do her taxes. I had just come home at 9:45pm after having left home at 9:05am for work. I had not been home for more than 12 hours and one of the first things my sibling wants to do is complain, complain, complain.
I told my sibling to stop because I had no idea about taxes. I repeated I had no idea, no idea, no idea, no idea. Keep in mind I had just come home after more than 12 hours of work.
But of course, my sibling becomes offended and storms off. And it’s back to my sibling’s old ways. Yeah, of course when my own boss supports that kind of attitude and behaviour, that sort of behaviour and attitude will continue.
Instead of helping out and contributing, my sibling just wants to be an ungrateful jerk. Interesting that my boss, who is supposed to be an educator and is herself a mother and daughter, endorses this sort of attitude.
Wait…isn’t that…?
There have been people who’ve asked, “Wait, isn’t what you’re doing gambling or betting?” Or: “How’s your betting today?“
Well, I don’t consider this gambling or betting. I read scouting reports when I’m sitting inside an Uber and when I have a couple moments to do research. I look at trends and statistics. I look at patterns. Heck, when a game is on (doesn’t matter whether it’s basketball, football, hockey, or baseball), the “betting” lines are prominently shown on the screen and analysts even give their picks before the game about whether or not Jayson Tatum (or whoever) will get X number of points or assists in the game that the network is about to show.
But a lot of research goes into it before making specific investments.
It’s not the same as what people do at the casino — one Uber driver told me recently that he picks up passengers from the casino all the time, and one passenger apparently told the driver that he’d lost $20,000 gambling that one night.
No, I am doing smart investing.
I need to do so to finance things around me. For instance, I have a mortgage to pay every month, and my sibling has chosen to live with me on the property but is paying well below market value. And this month (today is the 7th of April as I’m typing this) my sibling hasn’t paid this current month’s rent money yet. The funny thing is my sibling has actually asked me for a loan this month so that the (below-market value) rent can be paid to me.*
What the heck is that?
Well, I am employed and I am kept busy at work, but this smart investment helps to pay for many expenses, that’s for sure.
Hey, it will even come in handy if my sibling (who’s older than me) decides to stop paying (below-market value) rent altogether. When one of your own bosses plants this idea into your sibling’s head (jokingly or not) — my boss’s exact words to my sibling were, “If K.P. bullies you, don’t pay him any rent!” — well, you never know.
*Speaking of “funny” things, when my sibling found out I was doing these investments, my sibling actually asked me for a cut of my profits — but doesn’t want to contribute any funding or research/knowledge. My sibling’s idea is that I should fork out several hundred dollars out of my own pocket, invest on my sibling’s behalf, and then actually give cash payments to my sibling directly on the profits made. Isn’t that “funny”? And my sibling acted as though I was insulting my sibling when I didn’t want to do it.
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