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You know who you are. Coming into work everyday, mooching cigarettes, money, drives, pain killers, et cetera. Just because I live comfortably and you don’t (which is 100 percent your own fault), does not entitle you to what I have earned. When I say no, don’t go behind my back and complain about me not doing something or giving something to you. Remember that money I gave you two years ago to buy groceries and dog food? You still haven’t paid it back, and it was only $40. You are a grown-ass woman. You have had severe pain on a “monthly basis” since you were a teenager. Newsflash! You can buy Midol at Dollarama. Start taking responsibility for yourself. While I’m at it, stop asking the boss man for money to fix your teeth. You have dental insurance…oh wait! All the cheap dentists have you blacklisted for not paying your bill! Stop expecting everyone to drive you everywhere. If I have to hear you complain about having to work until 12:30 with someone who will not drive you home, and bitch about the boss scheduling you to work with them, I’m gonna puke in your face. It’s not her job to arrange your transportation. I just don’t understand how a 40-year-old woman can treat others like you do. Also, if I say I don’t have something to give, don’t go in my purse to see if I actually do or not. That’s totally disrespectful. I hope I get you for secret Santa so I can buy you a sign that just says “clue” so maybe you will get one because everyone telling you this ALL THE TIME hasn’t worked so far. —The hand that is done feeding
This article appears in Nov 5-11, 2015.
No one in their right mind would buy medication from a dollar store! For those who will write stating that you do are crazy…
Mooch shaming! Good one. I know someone like that. Ran the office coffee club out of business by secretly drinking and not contributing.
Apparently the $40 from two years ago was not ”given” at all. You treated it like a loan while the other treated it as a gift. Not sure what your standard of ”living comfortably” means but if it works for you then more power to ya!
I would have kept it short and sweet.
“You’re a lying mooch scumbag and I will not support your lousy choices. Unless it’s work related, keep away from me. And, if I ever catch you near my purse, I will punch it down your throat.” Then smile and walk away.
I worked with a person like that. He expected anyone and everyone to drive him home from work. When a new employee started, the first words were from him, “Where do you live?” I had to tell people to lie about where they live so he couldn’t corner them into having the privilege of taking him to and from work. Apparently he was too good to take the bus. And if a person would work late, he sit around and wait for a ride, when he could have been home via bus at that time.
Great piece, I find it hard to believe however that you can buy Midol at Dollarama.