Feb 8, 2016

When it rains it fuckin' POURS!

So this past Thursday has got to be the most stressful day of my entire life, hands down. By the end of the day I was seriously like "fuck it" to the world and everyone in it.
Lets start the rant at 4:30AM.
I usually get up at 4:40AM and go into work by 5:00AM. But my bastard ass neighbors, who im sure ive mentioned before, decided that 4 IN THE FUCKING MORNING is the best time to fuck eachothers brains out, slamming their bed against the wall and screaming and what-not.
(History check - These people, if they aren't fighting and throwing things at eachother, they're fucking all hours of the day. I honestly have no idea when these assholes sleep. They have had noise AND domestic violence complaints against them before, both with the landlord and with the cops (and not just by me, other neighbors are fed up with their shit too) I have confronted them directly and NONE OF IT seems to effect them. If anything they get louder each time someone complains to or about them.)
Anywhich, I was woken up 10 minutes before my alarm went off (which really pissed me off). So I did a typical crabby old woman and pounded on the celieng about 4 times. In what im guessing is retaliation, they got out of bed, stomped on the floor and then went back to doing it even LOUDER and more obnoxious.
So... before I went to work I figured "They're disturbing the peace, ive made it known that I can hear them and they still don't care. Time to get the cops involved."
When the phone call to the cops had ended I really needed to go or id be late unloading the truck at work. So I left my wife to deal with the cop for the witness statement or whatever.
For whatever reason the cop said he legally couldn't do anything other than ask them to keep it down, and so he did. That was the end of that.
Now lets fast forward to 8:00AM. I didn't get to eat or drink anything at home because of all the shit goin on with the cops so I grabbed a bottle of water at work and waited til the store opened at 8 so I could pay for it. When I go to pay for it I swiped my debit card (since I don't carry cash) and the machine said "DEBIT FRAUD, PLEASE DESTROY CARD AND CONTACT AUTHORITIES". Luckily this was the place where I work and everyone knows me so none of that business went down. But I did go into the break room and call the bank to see what was going on.
The lady at the bank said my account was frozen cuz there was a suspicious purchase. And I was like "oh yeah, I did just buy something online, that could be it" and she said the purchase that triggered it was from Match.com. and I was like "What the fuck!?"
Then she kept listing off new and pending purchases that were coming through as we fucking spoke which had EMPTIED MY ENTIRE CHECKING ACCOUNT. Apparently somebody got ahold of my email info and my debit card info and was spending my hard earned money like it was nothing.
So after running to the bank, filing several disputes, cancelling my current card, changing my email address etc. etc. I was able to get the whole identity theft pretty much sorted out. Still don't know who the fuck stole all my money but atleast they no longer have access to my account. And HOPEFULLY all the disputes will go through and i'll get all my money back. Hopefully...
I went back to work for about an hour but then had to leave early cuz I completely forgot about my wifes doctors appointment for her first ultrasound.
(oh yeah my wifes pregnant BTW. I think I completely forgot to boast about it)
Anyway, I stay home with the boys, stewing in what a shitty day its been so far, while she and my mom go to the doctor place. A couple hours later she returns with ultrasound pictures. You know? The shitty quality "Isnt the baby cute?" "Yeah sure if you say so" pictures. And shes sitting there shoving them in my face saying "you see anything weird?" and im already irritated as it is so im like "just fucking tell me, you know these pictures make no sense to me"
... and my wife says "Twins.".
For those of you that don't know... My two sons, and what was supposed to be a 3rd child were ALL planned. None of them accidental. We have both said that we wanted 3 children and wanted them young so we're not old as fuck when they grow up, cuz lets face it, old people cant do as much. Might as well live while you can actually live.
No part of me EVER wanted to raise 4 fucking kids at once! Let alone 2 babies at once! We atleast waited until our oldest was out of diapers before having Anakin, and waited for him to be house trained too before having what we thought would just be a 3rd.
I know I sound ungrateful and all, but trust me. I love my boys to pieces and im sure ill love the twins just as much... but god fucking damn that particular day was not the best day to get that kind of news.
Cuz it all adds up to this.
I need to move cuz my neighbors are Teh Suck and ive got 4 total kids to worry about. But I cant move because all of my money has been stolen by an identity thief. Rephrased- I don't have the funds or the housing to support the lives dependent on me. And having that kind of responsibility on your shoulders and knowing theres nothing you can really do is really fucking taxing.
Later that night. (yes the same fucking night, lets say 9:30ish PM)
My wife and mom are sitting at the kitchen table talking about baby stuff. Im sitting on the couch trying to play LEGO Batman 3 and forget about what a shit day ive had. My sons are in their room playing with my 2 sisters. We get a knock at the door. I open it thinking it would be my 3rd sister as she had just gotten off work... nope its a cop. He comes in looking real confused.
He says "Did we get a call from here?"
To which I reply "We called thismorning why?"
Cop "This is --- address right?"
Me "Yeah but we didn't call the cops recently, we did this morning on our upstairs neighbors but that was at like 4 something in the morning"
Cop "We got a domestic violence call saying a man was beating a woman in this apartment"
Me "Are you kidding me?"
... Another cop enters my apartment... apparently this was the same cop from the call earlier that day.
AS SOON AS HE WALKED IN and saw who we were
he pointed upstairs and said "I know what this shit is. They falsely reported domestic violence coming from your apartment."

He then went on to say that we were in no way in trouble, he was sorry to have bothered us and he then headed upstairs to basically tell them to cut their shit.
It just really fucking razzes me to know that people like this exist. People who would intentionally try to ruin your life by either hacking into your bank account and emptying it, or calling the cops with a claim that if that had gone down the way they hoped... I could have been arrested and my kids could have been taken away.... just because of some fucking petty assholes.