more inconsiderate people

new roommate update: as planned, monday night he came by with some of his stuff (computer, groceries) and to give me $100 for the last week of september and get the keys, so he could move the rest (and himself) in while i was at work tuesday evening. also as planned, he had his girlfriend with him, who was up from atlanta. she wanted to see the place while she was in town, he said. seemed reasonable. they didn't stay long, as she was scheduled to fly out tuesday morning at 7am. tuesday afternoon, 2pm, i hear a knock on the back door. it's the girlfriend. i'm tired, a little flustered because the biz phone's been ringing nonstop all day, and more than a little confused by her presence. she comes in and says "we" decided that he should look for corporate housing. and she's there to get his computer. HUH? the only question i could muster was, wasn't she supposed to fly back that morning? "yeah, my boss is NOT happy." so she hauls the stuff downstairs, which takes three trips, and in between, she told me a couple times that i was welcome to keep the hundred bucks, for "the delay." when she repeated it, i got the impression i was supposed to say "oh no, of course not, here, let me give you the check," but fuck that. all the time i spent cleaning, moving furniture, and rearranging the whole apartment was worth at least that much. best i can figure, given his silence on the matter-- no call, no email-- either she killed him & dumped the body in the river and was running off with his stuff, or she didn't approve of him living with me. not only am i disappointed at how it all went down, i'm a bit screwed, financially. i'd decided to stay in texas for two weeks (my brother's only staying 6 days) because i figured it would be easy to afford with a roommate covering half the rent. plus, part of the reason for getting a roomie in the first place was so someone would be here while i was gone, and now it's too late to work that out before i go unless someone i know happens to suddenly need a place to live in the next week. (oddly enough, a gal at the cafe may find herself in that situation this weekend, but it's highly unlikely.) so, if i'm not around much in the next week and a half, it's because i'm working way more than a woman with my love of leisure ever should.