The fact that they believe is mind-numbing. I mean, when I'm having a bad day or the paycheck isn't stretching, the first thing I think is, "Cindie, you MUST make a dental appointment...he's the ONLY one who can help!" Then I use my cell to take a picture of the messiest room in my house...okay, I have to mess it up a little bit more to make it look really pathetic, remember to bring the tweezers with me so I can pull a couple nose-hairs out before I go in so the tears will flow, rush in and start whining about how I only have a couple dollars in my checking account until payday, and my whole family is starving. My stupid, liberal stepmother (#4, I think) just told me her and my dad are going to come visit. That means they'll be parking that ugly tenement on wheels in my driveway and I'm going to have to watch them feed their stupid little dogs at my table. They both eat like pigs and I just don't know how I'm going to feed them on just a couple of dollars. And they always watch Animal Planet. I don't know, maybe those baboon specials remind her of her own children. Hopefully he'll give me the phone numbers of a couple social programs to help deal with crazy, stupid in-laws.
Cindie
