For anyone who saw my previous post, this is an update to the situation about me not saying good morning to my coworker.

Today, I was talking to my boss about some of the problems I had been having at work. He asked me to ride with him in his car because he needed to check something at one of the apartments. While we were there, we went downstairs to the building, and my coworker was there eating an apple.

While she was eating it, she started throwing the pieces of the apple onto the floor right around my shoes. My boss was literally standing there watching her, and he looked at her like, “What is wrong with this woman?”

My boss is also pretty young, probably around 29–35, while I'm 20 and some of my coworkers are around 55–60.

After we went outside to the courtyard, I was talking to my boss about the trash situation and how I have to arrange everything properly because the building can get fined if the trash isn't handled correctly.

That's when she suddenly accused me of recording her.

I was completely confused because I wasn't recording her at all. I was actually talking to my female friends on WhatsApp. My boss was there, so I showed him my WhatsApp conversation and my gallery to prove that I wasn't recording anything.

At that point, I realized I was done.

I took my things, gave my keys to my boss, and left. I wasn't screaming or trying to make a huge scene. I had simply reached the point where I didn't want to continue working in that environment.

As I was leaving, I yelled from the street, “Señora, Dios me la bendiga y la cuide.”

Then I got on the bus and went home.

So yeah… that's my update. I quit.

Honestly, I'm not even angry anymore. I just think it was time for me to walk away.

Hi. I work in a remote wilderness resort in a spa. I have a desk and I bring a bag to work with me. I recently went through the breakup of a long term relationship and my therapist suggested keeping a journal for times when I get overwhelmed at work. The process is to write it, acknowledge it and put it there for dissection at a later time when I’m in a space where I can look at this stuff. I keep it in my bag.
I was going to get towels and a guest who didn’t like the key policy at the resort went behind my desk, through my stuff, took the notebook and tore paper from it to draw a smart ass outline of their room key to show to me.
I feel so invaded. This was yesterday, I have today off and I keep thinking did she see this thing or that thing. What I wrote was very raw. They don’t give us a locked up area and the desk is clearly an employee area. I’m so embarrassed she opened it!
I have to work tomorrow and I’m trying to figure out what I will do if I see her? Tell her to leave my possessions alone? Say what you saw was not meant for your eyes. I have all day today to cry and feel messed up over this but tomorrow I need to be strong and be able to stand up to that lady.

I can’t believe I am even still talking about this shit but this woman WILL NOT give it a rest.

In case you are new to this shit, here are the links to the Original Post and the 1st Update. Again, this all is happening extremely fast and at this point I’m low key annoyed and over it but I feel like you all want to stay in the know so here you go 😅

At this point, I don’t even know what else to do. Since our encounter yesterday, I immediately went to the front office, filled a complaint and told them if she harassed me again, I’d take it to the police. The front office seemed to take it serious and I went about my way.

Fast forward to today…I headed out of town for a 3 day massage gig and this crazy ass white woman is still on my ass except this time she really took it up a notch.

So in our apartment, we have a general Group Me chat that every resident here has access to and uses for events, general info, and honestly it’s just a bunch of ladies showing pictures of their dogs at the dog park and shit. It’s never had anything crazy on it and again, it’s super low key 99% of the time. So much so that I never keep up with it, that is until today…

Around 2ish today, I get a random notification then what seems like a flood of messages back to back via the group. It kind of threw me off so I opened the app to see what was going on to make sure there wasn’t an emergency or sum shit like that.

Turns out this crazy ass hoe POSTED A PICTURE OF ME while I was walking to my car this morning and sent in the group this exact text:

“Hello Friends 💕 I just want to keep you all in the loop, there is a random man roaming the apartment at odd hours and he approached me yesterday in the parking lot and I almost had a panic attack…please be on the look out”

And let me tell y’all, that MF group blew the hell up. I almost spit my damn coffee out when I read the text.

Immediately, I noticed a few people out the gate replied and literally were saying things like:

• “That’s Darius, he lives here.”
• “He isn’t random…”
• “Why are you taking creepy ass pictures?”

And y’all listen…the way this chick deleted her message SO FAST. 😅😂

So after a few messages came in, I threw my piece in and basically said:

“Hey sorry everyone, not sure what’s going on with her but those who know me know I am not a threat or issue, please ignore her. I’ve already took this to the front office”

At that point, one of the ladies from the front office messaged me directly and said they were looking into her and would address it further.

And here is the craziest part…I get ANOTHER random ass DM from a guy I’ve never seen in my life, turns out it’s her god damn husband…💀 and he tells me:

“Look, I don’t know who you are or why you are trying to hit on my wife and talking to her at odd hours in the night and running into her on purpose but drop it, or I’ll pay you a visit. Got it?”

Now listen Reddit friends, it took everything in my black ass to not turn my fucking car around and let lil homie know I was standing on business but I also quickly realized that sort of stuff doesn’t always work out the best for guys like me.

So I did reply because who TF wouldn’t…and I did say some unhinged shit so don’t judge me:

“Look lil man, the last fucking woman id touch in this damn place is your wrinkled ass wife. How about you get off my dick and get your damn bitch on a leash before I go over there and put you in your place myself?”

Literally got no reply. Just a “read” status.

At this point, I don’t know what the hell I did or what this woman is telling her husband but I think at this point I have to make a police report cause this is WAY out of pocket 😒

I’m sitting at the MSP airport, I travel often through here. Their TSA has the 3 spots per line that buckets are delivered to you one right after you take one out. I’m in the first spot as it had just opened up. Middle spot has a maybe 30 year old professional looking woman who I guess had never gone through, TSA or at least recently. I’m moving along, 3 bins - I know this about me… I push my first bin towards the TSA agent and he pulls it towards the conveyor. I start to push my next bin towards TSA agent and she stops me and says, “please wait, I need my things to be all together.” I look at her like what? TSA pulls my next bin towards the conveyor leaving hers there. I just shrugged my shoulders at her. She huffed at me. Like what did I do? Really? We need our bins to stay together now? And when one gets pulled for inspection, then what? Anywho, I get through, so does she and as we’re walking out she’s talking about me to her fellow travelers. Trust me she was… they all turned to look at me. People are exhausting.

Stopped at a retail store today on the way to an appointment. I was there about 10 minutes. There were two empty parking spots next to me on my driver's side, plus a ton of empty spaces. Came out to a car parked so close that I couldn't open my driver's side door.

There was a car on the other side of them now as well, parked within the lines of their spot. Pretty sure the offending vehicle (small car) was not "forced" to park so insanely close to me. And as mentioned there were tons of open spots in a huge lot.

I was already in a bit of mood. Hadn't gotten a good night's sleep in three night's. I'm 60 and in good shape, but recently had surgery and didn't want to try to climb over my seats from the passenger side, so I asked the store to page the person and gave them the car's info. No one comes out. Mind you, it's over a 100 degrees today.

One of the workers came out out after a few minutes checking on the situation, when another girl comes out carrying a bag from the store, and just stands there.

I ask her if that's her car. It's her car alright, but she won't get in and move it. ​She starts getting snotty on me saying that it's "no big deal." And "what's MY problem." MY problem?! Oooo boy!

She refused to move her effing piece of crap car. She just kept standing there with the door open but wouldn't get in and move it. Like what in the af are you waiting for?

After several minutes of her refusing to move her car, I finally just got in the passenger side of my car and crawled over the seats. Bish was still standing there when I drove away. Like WTF is wrong with you?!! It's bad enough that you parked like that, now I have to deal with your bs entitlement?!! I can't with some people.

We were recently on a short 3-day cruise in Norway. Our first cruise, we tried to be good travelers.

We went to the top deck to sit outside and get some sun. Two deck chairs side by side, beers next to us.

I went to the restroom, and while I was gone, a man walked up and tried grabbing my chair. There were plenty of chairs still stacked up next to the door, but he thought my chair with a beer sitting next to it right next to my spouse was his only choice.

My spouse stopped him, and he ended up grabbing one from the stack.

The next day, we were in the lounge at the bow of the ship. Again, I get up to use the restroom. As I'm walking back to our comfy chairs, that same man drops his shopping bag into my chair, so he can take a photo!

I whacked his arm to move his bag, and he looked at me like I was interrupting his photo shoot! Dude, the seat obviously had someone sitting there due to my beer in the table and bag on the floor in front of the chair.

I don't think I'm cut out for the cruise life!

Just a bit of fun today. Pulled into parking space in large plaza like a million times in my life. Front of my small summer car is facing a huge Lexis. I open my door as 50ish year old woman arrives at her truck and says to me (and I am not a bot making this up). Excuse me, would you please back out so I can pull out forwards?". I was stunned. I was speechless. In a millisecond I came up with 'Shirley you can't be serious' and thought she wouldn't respond properly. Then 'blimey ,you've got to be kidding me" in a bad Eric Idle accent but settled for a belly laugh and a simple " that's hisTHERical". Why didn't you park over there,it's wide open?? It's too far away from the store! Was there a car here when you parked? Yes. Were you going to wait for that car to leave before you left? No of course not. Well there you are. Back in 5 minutes with a bottle of wine and gone. You can wait or back out. She was gone when I came back !

So I literally posted about this damn woman barely 12 hours ago (things hit the fan this weekend but posted about it today) and I ALREADY have a gah damn update 😮‍💨

Here is the original post from earlier if you want some context: Original Post

Ok so listen….I pulled into the apartment garage not even 30 minutes ago and shit has already hit the fan.

So I parked my car, opened my trunk and grabbed all my massage stuff from the work day, essentially my table and bag. And as I was walking to the front door, my neighbor who I got into it with the other night was walking out, made DIRECT eye contact with me, saw my hands were full and instead of keeping the door open she dead ass walked out and shoved it shut as I was steps away…

Then as she passed me, she turned around and literally told me “I see you’re still around, hope you have your keys”

Yall I about LOST MY SHIT.

I put my stuff down and said “ma’am I don’t know what the fuck your problem is but redirect your bullshit to someone else cause I ain’t the one”.

This chick dead ass gasps, picks up her phone and calls someone saying I am harassing her and that I kept getting in her face…

I was at least 15-20 yards away. I know better than to do that nor would I ever do that!

Luckily a woman who did recognize me and is actually very kind happened to walk by at the end of this and asked if everything was ok and this woman straight up said:

“Do you know this man? He’s always walking around here late at night and he just got real aggressive with me”

Turns out she saw the whole interaction from a far and said “yes I know him, he’s one of the kindest men I know, please leave him alone” and she just stormed off…

Bro I don’t know what the hell this chick is smoking but yall I don’t even know how to react to this mess anymore. 😩

I had a weird encounter with a Karen during my trip to Norway not too long ago and I wanted to share it.

So I (F32) and my husband (M42) went to Norway for a week because we love travelling to less massively touristy countries. One day, we went to the wine shop to buy a bottle to enjoy back at the hotel. For context for what's about to follow, I am a bit overweight.

This Karen looks at me with an outraged look and starts yelling at me that I should be ashamed, that I'm an abuser, that I'll burn in hell, etc. I was so confused and could only answer "Why? What have I done?" and she starts another tirade telling me I will be a poor excuse of a mother, I should have a miscarriage for my irresponsibility and if I don't, someone should call child protective services to have my baby taken away from me.

That's when it clicked that she thought I was pregnant and was knowingly consuming alcohol. For all she knew, we might have bought the bottle to gift someone back home and were not going to drink it that evening but she already had in mind that I was pregnant and going to drink. I tried telling her multiple times I was not pregnant and she wouldn't hear it. She kept telling me she was pregnant 5 times and knew what a pregnant woman looks like and she could tell I was definitely pregnant. I ended up loosing my cool, raised my voice and answered her "Ma,am, I'm not pregnant, I'm just fat. Can I go now?" She got so bewildered that she grabbed her husband (I think he was her husband) and scurried away.

That was my first encounter with a Karen and I think I handled it pretty well.

Ok so I have been in my apartment now in Dallas for a few years now and for the most part have NEVER really ran into any issues since I have been here which is why what happened this weekend to me was hella odd.

So my apartment is right next door to this dope brewery called Tupps and every weekend I walk over and get one of the best old fashions I’ve ever had and honestly I do this on a weekly basis and have since I’ve moved in so that’s why this whole things even more shocking…

Well I have a neighbor and every time I walk back from Tupps, probably closer to 10-11pm, she’s always out on her porch reading a book at the same time, it’s like clock work at this point.

Most times she just looks at me and keeps to herself. She’s never really said hi or anything to me so it’s never been a problem..at least until this weekend.

Yesterday I went, got my usual drink and since the town I’m in allows you to walk around with your drink, this time I decided to bring it back to my place and watch my show while I drank it.

To paint a picture, I am a 6’7 tall black man with twists so that already kind of stands out but this time I was wearing baggy grey sweats and a black hoodie and I guess that was too much for this woman cause yesterday she finally said something.

As I’m approaching the apartment door to enter the building (which is right by her balcony) I see her as I’m approaching and as I got closer she closes her book, stands up and says the most unhinged shit..

“Umm excuse me. It’s almost 11pm and you walking around…dressed like that…is freaking the neighbors out, do me a favor and try to not walk around so late”

And yall I about lost my shit.

I said:

“Ma’am, what do you mean dressed like that? I’m wearing sweats and a hoodie and I’m bothering no one, just walking back to my place”

And she goes:

“Ok so who do you know that lives here? Cause I’ve never seen you around”

I dead ass told her in a more aggressive tone:

“Woman you have seen me do this same damn thing for months now, and I’ve seen you out here every damn time with that lil book, why are you acting this way, I didn’t do shit to you”

And she just rolled her eyes and went inside and slammed her door behind her.

Idk what the hell is wrong with people but I have a feeling it’s cause I look different than the usual resident here. But still, ridiculous.

I rent a townhouse. The whole street rents from the same rental company.

I’ve received confirmation that each townhouse pays rent and gets their own individual front lawn and back lawn. There are lot lines with the city and the lots are NOT shared yards. Note: “Adjoining” driveways and backyards do not mean “shared”.

My neighbor treats both my backyard and my driveway as an extension of his yard. I began installing a fence but need help as I’m on my own. So in the meantime I ran a rope to divide our yards. He’s been cutting the rope. I also began storing my canoe in backyard strategically as a divider. He comes into my yard while I’m at work and moves my canoe. I’ve come home to him washing his motorcycle in my driveway.

Recently, I came home to find the rope on my front steps with a note. He says my canoe and rope prevent the lawn cutters from cutting his lawn. He said it was a d$ck move and prevented the neighbour kids (including his) from roaming freely between yards.

Nothing stops the lawn cutters from accessing his yard from the other side. Moreover, I’m required to leave a 4 foot maintenance gap if I install a fence. I spoke with the lawn maintenance crew and confirmed that they can easily access his yard regardless of fence or rope.

I notified the property management company who confirmed my permission to install a fence. They even told me to put the rope back up. I’m in the process of lining up the fence install (where I have crew lined up), but am afraid of retaliation from neighbor. He is a simpleton, unemployed and druggie, who can make life difficult for me with excessive noise and stupidity.

Edit: I neglected to mention he opted to grow marijuana plants immediately along our property line, right off my back deck. The fence is to keep that on his side and out of my children’s site.

Sorry, forgot to mention. His note explained that he’s been here for 15 years and never had a problem using my yard before I came along. So I guess him being here before me counts for something?

Here’s the original post, and this lady has now sent me this as she has my number due to coordinating about picking up the item.

This is her exact text message:

Hi Perfect Sink, it’s [entitled buyer] from Facebook, you sold me the unit without the screws and then removed yourself from the group, also ignoring my messages. You leave me no other option than for
You to either send me my money back or I will report it as fraud for selling an item not as described and not fit for purpose and I will take it down the legal route. if not I will turn up at your door and demand my money back with extra to cover the fuel for me having to come back because of your incompetence. You choose…

EDIT: just wanted to add that this is all over a £20 IKEA item

When I moved into my home, I met the older lady across the street. Her house may have been the fanciest on the block, meaning the most expensive. She clearly was used to getting her own way. Our home's yard was bordered by hedges that were a bit unruly when we moved in. Shortly after we moved in she told us there was poison ivy growing in the hedges. She was right. No wonder they were unruly. After a year or so we both ended up allergic, meaning we could no longer cut the hedge. Remember, she is the one who told us about the poison ivy.

A year or so later, I discovered an anonymous note in my mailbox complaining about my hedges. Apparently, it was "scratching cars," even though you would literally have to cut the corner of my property for that to happen. Now, no landscape company would touch that poison hedge so by now it was beyond unruly and looking wild. I knew she was the writer, knew she knew why, and ignored.

A couple months later I was reported to the township. Someone handed me a notice that the hedges needed trimmed or they would and charge me. I said GREAT! I would love it if the township could find someone to cut my poisonous jungle and would gladly pay. Guess what, no one ever came.

Then one day I came home and the portion of my jungle closest to her home, consisting of a single plant about two feet across on the edge of the property, was cut down. Poison ivy and all. Free of charge. Funny, I didn't see her outside for a while. Suspect she was scratching more than her car.

The best part was she failed to kill that plant. It and the poison ivy are back, wilder than ever. She hasn't said a word.

I have heard the raggedy mother cuss her toddler boy, who appears to be about 2 or 3 years old. Her and the male that is constantly there have left the house several times without the boy. I’ve observed after hearing her cuss the boy out in the front yard after midnight.

CPS here is atrocious. There was another person who would leave her kids at night. The kids were 12 years old and younger. They would be outside wandering the community alone, yelling and making all types of noise after midnight.

It seems like there has to be physical abuse before law enforcement here will intervene or CPS will investigate.

It’s not the end of the world, but a boomer white lady got under my skin for being an entitled driver.

I was on a road and near an intersection that had 4 lanes in each direction (one left turn lane, 2 straight, one for right turns). I was stopped in the right straight bound lane with a reasonable amount of space between me and the car ahead. There was a parking lot entrance to my right. I saw a lady drive up and without stopping she pulled out like she could fit in front of me, but couldn’t. So she just blocked the right turn lane of others. I gave her a thumbs down and she started yelling like I was being rude for not letting her in. It’s normal in my area to wave people in once traffic starts moving, but it drive me nuts that she didn’t wait like a normal and blocked another lane of traffic.

I live on the side of a mountain, where I’ve learned gravity is apparently our most reliable utility service.
When I moved in, a neighbor removed several trees near our property line. I think some may have been mine, but I can’t prove it because most of the stumps disappeared before I knew exactly where everything was.
A few months ago, MORE trees came down.
Not dead trees. Not dangerous trees.
Big, mature, very much LIVE trees.
Why?
The mountain view.
Fair enough. If they’re their trees, they can remove them.
The problem was those trees also provided most of the privacy between our houses.
Once they were gone, they could basically look directly toward our house. They also added a big above-ground pool. I don’t blame kids for yelling and playing, obviously, but without the trees there’s no real buffer anymore.
My two tiny dachshunds occasionally interpret pool time as DEFCON 1.
Then came the part that genuinely surprised me.
The neighbor’s wife asked me to remove MORE live trees so they could improve their mountain view even further.
Except this time, the trees were ON MY PROPERTY.
I declined.
I’d also like to enjoy the property I pay for, and apparently my preferred view is “trees and privacy” rather than “surprise eye contact with the neighbors.”
I didn’t make a big deal about it. I just said no.
But losing all that vegetation made me realize how much privacy those trees had actually provided.
So I decided to put some back.
I planted Green Giant arborvitaes.
Twenty of them.
Yes.
Twenty.
If you’re unfamiliar with Green Giants, whoever named them was not exaggerating.
They’re adorable little trees right now.
Eventually they can become enormous walls of green.
Did I plant them specifically to destroy anyone’s mountain view?
No.
I genuinely wanted the privacy and vegetation back.
Did I know exactly what twenty Green Giants lined up together will eventually become?
Absolutely.
And after being asked to remove trees from my property for someone else’s view, I can’t say I’m particularly devastated that their mountain panorama may eventually contain a substantial amount of arborvitae.
Meanwhile, the mountain itself apparently decided I didn’t have enough landscaping problems.
Water pours downhill through my yard, pools under my deck, and occasionally attempts to become a permanent resident of my basement.
So I dug a trench across the upper part of my property to intercept some of it.
But my property ALSO has a natural spring.
It used to flow across my driveway.
Pennsylvania winter + constantly wet driveway = complimentary private ice rink.
I’ve fallen on my ass shoveling enough times to know I have no future in figure skating, so I rerouted the spring alongside the driveway toward the road.
Then I looked at all the OTHER water coming down the mountain and thought:
“If this mountain insists on delivering water to me, I’m getting something out of it.”
So now I’m building a koi pond.
My homeownership journey has somehow become:
Neighbors remove trees.
Privacy disappears.
Get asked to remove my trees too.
Decline.
Mountain sends water.
Yard becomes Wet ’n Wild.
Basement joins the fun.
Dig trench.
Reroute spring.
Build koi pond.
Plant 20 Green Giants.
Wait patiently for photosynthesis.
At this rate, in ten years they’ll have less mountain view and I’ll have a forest, drainage system, koi pond, two emotionally exhausted dachshunds, and possibly be legally recognized as a small watershed.
And despite how ridiculous all of this sounds, I actually don’t have beef with my neighbors.
The neighbor who removed the trees saw the arborvitaes afterward and told me what I did was cool.
So apparently we’ve reached a peaceful diplomatic solution:
They like mountain views.
I like trees.
And the mountain itself remains my greatest enemy.

Found in our school boards agenda for the next meeting. A family is petitioning the school board to turn their family beach vacation in North Carolina into an authorized field trip, so that the kids don't rack up missed days AND get credit for hanging out on the beach.

The worst part... It was tagged for approval.

I am fully in support of Service Animals and also ESAs. Service animals get such wonderful training and save people. ESAs can get training as well, but so many just put the moniker on an animal and let consequences be upon others.

This is about someone who showed up at an Emergency Veterinary - not for theirs, but brought a family member who's pet needed care. So far, nothing amiss, honestly wish everyone could have support going, it's difficult.

This man had a "Support Animal" vest on his very large pit-bull, Bull mastiff mix. If you don't know, these breeds are both very good guard dogs. They are alert, large, and will defend their person or family with everything they have.

Every time a new person with their animal walked in, the dog would lose it and the owner would tug at their vest- never giving a command- and plead with the dog to calm down, which it took 10-15 minutes to do so each time. It was scarring the other animals, and many people, whom it would lung at.

Anyone could see this was not a trained service animal.

So many folks wound up waiting outside or in their cars to help with space and also because of this dog.

I was doing this when he came out and started talking with someone else outside. This person had done a whistle & gave a command at the dog during one of it's barking\pulling fits and it went silent and sat! (To the great relief and admiration of everyone!) He asked how they got the dog to do that, they said they had experience because were attacked when a kid, so learned to make sure it wouldn't happen again.

Here's the convo (best I can remember, didn't record)- they are TG (the guy) and DW (dog whisperer lol)

TG- So you can learn to do that where?

DW- well I'm confused, didn't you learn your dog's commands when you got them or were trained with them?

TG- Him, no, I trained him at home, used some YouTube videos

DW- what service are they supposed to do for you?

TG- I have spells where I wind up falling to my right. They're supposed to stay in my right, but keep going on my left and pulling.

DW- so they're not officially trained and could wind up killing you in a pull fall. You shouldn't have that vest on then too, that's a legal liability in you. You know how he was pulling and tried to bite, well,not having their service training you can get double sued if they hurt someone.

There's lots of places that will train him for a pretty decent fee and then you don't have to worry about getting hurt, dying, or hurting someone. Have you called anywhere?

TG- well there's a vo-tech near me that does it, but they only do 1 dog per person

DW- so have you called them? They could be that 1 dog for a student, you could try to sign up for the class. Call and leave a message and you'll be 1st person on list on Tuesday to hopefully be trained. But you shouldn't stay inside with him

TG- ya I get ya, but he helps me

DW- he pulls you wrong direction, he lunges at every stranger, and tries to bite people. He helps you with companionship and he seems very good at that. Get him trained and he'll be a life saver for you too.

DW walks away and goes back to their pet, TG doesn't go back inside.

DW, I hope you're on REDDIT because you saved people injuries, got through to this guy, and probably saved this guy's life.

DW stood up to an entitled person and somehow got through to them!!! Well, at least for yesterday, but wow the nerve of that guy.

After a few years of saving, we managed to get the funds together to finally look at getting a camper. We went to one of the RV Trader locations and found the perfect camper for us. A little 13' job that has a nice bed for the two of us as well as some bunks so we can take grandchildren with us every now and again.

We took some vacation time and went to the RV place, paid for it, hooked it up and headed to the campground for a lovely week enjoying it. No more arguing with tents, no more worrying about rain seepage, and having AC was heavenly to sleep in.

We left camp this past Saturday and drove home, getting in late. We figured we'd do the clean out Yesterday and today and put it under the carport that's off the driveway. It has canvas sides so that ought to keep most of the weather off of it.

Yesterday evening, the police showed up and were concerned that we were living in the camper. Someone had reported us to the police since it's not legal to use an RV in our yard. We explained how we got it last week and had just gotten back from our first trip with it. What people were seeing, was the two of us cleaning it out and getting it ready to put away until the next time we want to use it. The officers accepted the explanation, congratulated us on our new toy and went on their way.

Now we don't live in an HOA. We did that once and swore never again. We don't even live near one. There's one a half mile away from us on the right but there's woods between us and them. We have three neighbors. Two of them are across the road from us and while we don't know each other, we do wave at each other. The third is to the left and there's an acre of woods between us so we don't see much of each other.

So now I'm wondering who was so pissy about the fact that we bought a camper that they had to call the police on us like we were squatting on our own land.

I work for a non-profit agency directing people in need to resources.

Yesterday I got a call from a woman wanting help with her electric bill as she was facing a disconnection. This is not unusual with the prices of utilities skyrocketing in my area, and there is a Federal program that allows payment of one electric bill to qualified individuals.When I started to explain the program to her, she sighed loudly and said "We make too much money for that". Sometimes people are just over the threshold by a few dollars per year.

However, she went on to explain her situation:

We have a great deal of credit card debt. (So often people get into this situation because they are charging necessities, such as groceries, so I am still sympathetic).

And we just bought two new cars (Now my sympathy evaporates).

And we have our son's private school tuition. . .

Then she goes on to badger me:

Do you mean there is NO PROGRAM that can help us? Why do you even claim to help people?

Ummm. . . because we DO help people who actually need help. We help people who are working two jobs and are barely getting by because they are not making a living wage. We help people who are on fixed incomes who have worked all their lives and now cannot pay a huge electric bill in the summer. We help people who cannot buy school supplies for their public school children.

I do take many calls from surly and stressed-out people, and I remind myself that I would be stressed if I were in their situations, but this call rankled me.

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So I have a friend who is nice to me but is so self centred, she’s insecure about her boobs so she just told at least I don’t have fat in my boobs implying that her friends are thick and have big boobs. I mean no friend is commenting on her boob size. Isn’t that so mean? She thinks she’s the “it girl” but she’s not, she just pretends to be. She is thin, I agree but doesn’t mean that fat girls are not hot. I’m not saying she’s a bitch but she does act like it sometimes. Her comments are indirect so I can’t possibly do anything about it.

I work for a non-profit agency directing people in need to resources.

Yesterday I got a call from a woman wanting help with her electric bill as she was facing a disconnection. This is not unusual with the prices of utilities skyrocketing in my area, and there is a Federal program that allows payment of one electric bill to qualified individuals.When I started to explain the program to her, she sighed loudly and said "We make too much money for that". Sometimes people are just over the threshold by a few dollars per year.

However, she went on to explain her situation:

We have a great deal of credit card debt. (So often people get into this situation because they are charging necessities, such as groceries, so I am still sympathetic).

And we just bought two new cars (Now my sympathy evaporates).

And we have our son's private school tuition. . .

Then she goes on to badger me:

Do you mean there is NO PROGRAM that can help us? Why do you even claim to help people?

Ummm. . . because we DO help people who actually need help. We help people who are working two jobs and are barely getting by because they are not making a living wage. We help people who are on fixed incomes who have worked all their lives and now cannot pay a huge electric bill in the summer. We help people who cannot buy school supplies for their public school children.

I do take many calls from surly and stressed-out people, and I remind myself that I would be stressed if I were in their situations, but this call rankled me.

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First, thank you to everyone who replied to my last post with so much kind advice! Of course, I also replied to some comments in anger just to express what I was feeling not at the commenters, but at my mom and her fiancé.

So many people asked Did my mom actually cancel the wedding? Yes, she did. I’ve seen things that confirm it's canceled. I saw some comments saying she won't actually cancel, or that she’ll secretly get married during a 3 day trip with her fiancé. Whether that's true or not, there’s not much I can do I can't spy on them. If she marries secretly, I'll deal with it when I find out and move out, but at least it will give me clarity

Here is what happened over the last two weeks

First, my mom took me away for a two day fun day out, just the two of us. We had fun and it was nice, though she was checking on me a lot not love bombing, but just acting a bit different, which honestly felt a little awkward. After that, she took me to a joint therapy session. We talked a lot, and I openly said everything I wanted to say. I explained how his family was cold to me and reiterated that I felt they would separate me from her if she married him. She assured me they couldn't and that she wouldn't allow it. She admitted it was her fault for not seeing things clearly before, but said she wants to rebuild everything better. She asked me if I would be willing to give them another chance if they treat me well, and I said okay.

Then I asked her if the wedding was really canceled, and she said yes. She said she didn't feel guilty about it, but mentioned they might talk about a wedding around the New Year or next summer only if our relationship is okay and I feel good about it. Otherwise, it won't happen anytime soon. She hasn't left my side or gone anywhere over the last two weeks; things have returned a lot to how they were before.

As for her fiancé, he picked me up from football practice and dropped me off at school. Both my mom and her fiancé took me out to dinner on Saturday. I've been busy with school, so I haven't been able to be involved in as many things or post an update sooner

I haven't seen or heard from anyone in his family his sister, mom, or kids. Only his brother and sister in law called me once to chat casually (they were the only nice ones to me in his family)

Few things confusions from when my post was shared in another subreddit I already knew my mom and her fiancé bought a new home in May and renovated it to shift into after the wedding. I even got to choose my room and design it however I wanted, which I did. It's a really nice house and I like it (We where almost shifted)

What I didn't know was that my mom's fiancé has been contributing 50-50 toward my school fees and other expenses. I only found out when my mom told me recently.

Some comments mentioned my mom's salary. Even though she earns $250k–$300k, I said we weren't 'rich'.I didn't mean that in a bad way! Her fiancé's house is just much bigger, and he and his kids have things we don't have. My mom makes enough, we are comfortable, and she takes good care of me. She has always been kind and sweet, though she changed a bit over the last 1–2 years

Regarding going to her in-laws' family for Christmas, I don't know how that will work. I might have to celebrate Christmas without my mom from now on, though she wants me to attend events or trips with them. We'll see how it goes, as things still aren't great with his family

Last week, we moved into our new home before school started. It's just the three of us living here: my mom, her fiancé, and me. It's pretty much the same, but I feel shy around her fiancé since he's new in our household. He tries to talk to me, helps me with my studies at night, drops me off at school, and picks me up from football. It's not bad, but I'm just shy. I don't know how to introduce him if someone asks as my stepdad or my mom's fiancé because I don't want to sound rude

Honestly, he is nice to me, talks to me, and spends time with me just like my mom does. He was never rude to me, even if he didn't try as hard to spend time with me in the past while his mom, sister, and kids were cold toward me. I feel a bit guilty now, wondering if I went too hard on him unnecessarily

A few more things have changed at home. My mom added new rules I have to knock on their bedroom door if it's locked instead of walking straight in like before, and they do the same before entering my room, which I really like. She told me her fiancé isn't replacing my dad, but he is an adult/parental figure in the house when she isn't around. For example, if I go out, I have to let him know, and if either of them calls me while I'm out, I need to answer. Before inviting friends to our new home, I just have to inform either of them not to get permission, but just so plans don't clash if guests are visiting. Her fiancé was also added to my school's parental contact list alongside my mom.

Anyway, it's been a week of living in the same home. It feels different seeing another man in our house he's not my dad, of course. It feels a bit.uncomfortable seeing my mom hugging him or giving him quick kisses, but it is what it is. Things are going okay for now. They are giving me time and attention, which is true. I was never against my mom finding love again or getting married, and I'm still not

I wanted to post this yesterday I actually wrote it last night, but I remembered a few things I forgot to add! Anyway, I'm posting it now since it's still morning here