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September 18, 2009 | 16 comments |
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I don’t know what I’m going to do. Everyone keeps asking me to get this settled, get that settled… how can I pay for anything right now? Even my severance package was only 3 months worth. It’s enough to survive on, but not for long. And definitely not for the enormous bills that this wedding is racking up.
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Bro, don’t worry, it will be ok… at least your boss was nice to you.
Nice to me?! They gave me 24 hours to clear my desk. You slog and toil and work late for 3 years, and this is what you get. A kick in the face when you’re already down.
That’s too much, man. Eh, don’t think about them any more. No use crying over the spoiling milk, right?
Huh? What milk?
The milk! If you spill.. spoil… spin… uh… if you drop the milk then you cry, right?
Boon, why are you talking about milk???
Er.. never mind.
Anyway, I’m not going to think about my ex-company any more. Instead, I can think about… how I’m going to pay for Leng’s dream wedding – with money I don’t have!
Is there anything I can do to help, bro?
I don’t think so, Boon. I don’t see any way out of this. Well… maybe one way.
What is it?
You’re not going to like hearing this.
Uh oh. Not… the car?
Yes. I’m going to have to sell the car.
NOT THE CAR!!!! OI!!! ARE YOU MAD??!!
I don’t have a choice, Boon. I’m out of options.