Quit.

I want to quit.  OMG, I want to quit.

I emailed my client...the one who never pays on time but asks for tons of extra's all of the time...to mention that today was pay day.  I don't like to sound mean...so I write this:  "I guess there's no chance you could pay me today?"  She writes back:  "None."  Isn't that lovely?

I know, there are those who would say that I approached it the wrong way...but I've tried the other ways.  "You need to pay me today."  "Don't forget today is pay day."  "I really need you to pay me tonight."  "Are you going to be able to pay me today?" 

None of it matters.  She pays me on Saturdays...not Fridays.  And usually I have to hunt her down on Saturday.  Or, if I don't hunt her down, she'll pay me on Monday.  I suppose this is an improvement, considering I've had to wait until Wednesday or Thursday on a few occasions.

She isn't a good client.  I need to kick her to the curb.  But right now, I'm not in a position to do that.  And, so I have to put up with her shit.  It. Sucks. Dick.  And not a good dick.  Fat sweaty ass smelling dick.

Ew.  Sorry.

:)

But, I mean, COME ON.

I just did a quick little addition and subtraction and I can't afford to quit.  I want to.  But I really can't.  I guess I could...but we would be sooooo tight on money...we wouldn't be able to breathe.

Holy Fuck.  My head is indeed going to explode.