I bet you all thought my crazy situation with my ex was over (So did I). I come bearing gifts of ridiculous/laughable situation from this morning I had. So nearly four weeks ago. On September 30th, I organized and sent the paperwork to remove my name from the leasing agreement that my ex and I had for that apartment in Iowa (Basically we both sign the paperwork. The apartment approves it and then my ex has to apply an application for a new cosigner to be approved. Once that person is approved, I have to go into the web portal and pay $300 for my name to be released. Done). She acknowledged that she received that paper and said "I'm turn it in right now" (Ultimately she didn't and sat on the paperwork until Oct 11th). That same evening she sent me this cryptic emotional snapchat video. But thats really besides the point at the moment. Anyways, time went by and I kept in contact with the apartment complex asking them whether or not my ex had submitted the cosigner application. They would repeatedly say "no". Which led me to wonder what the hell she was doing. Because the process of adding someone new and removing the old leaser is really fucking easy to understand. It would make no sense for me to submit $300 without a new cosigner being approved or declined by the complex. Then around midnight last night, I receive a text from my ex saying "Okay this has seriously gone on long enough it's ridiculous. Your $300 fee for breaking the lease is on the webportal and needs to be taken care of ASAP stop acting like a child and handle your responsibility for once". I didn't respond to her text. Instead I contacted the Apartment complex and asked for a 4th time if the cosigner application was under review? They then sent a message to both of us stating this: "Each company has different policies regarding the release of parties on a contract. Our first step would be to get an approved cosigner because without this we are unable to move forward with the consideration of releasing a party from the contract. In regards to the payment due, this is something that is left between the lease holders to decide. We will let all parties know once we have an approved cosigner so that the release fee can be paid. Once those steps are completed we will send a new lease to Ivan's Ex and her cosigner, after the lease is signed we will then officially sign the release for Ivan. To date we have yet to receive an application for cosigning. Mary, please touch base with your parents to find out when this can get completed. Thank you!" That's when my ex sent this gem of a response to her apartment complex this morning: "Good morning! I sincerely apologize for the lack of action on getting this finalized. After I turned in the signed paperwork to the office I let Ivan know the fee was online for him to pay. My family and I were deeply concerned that before consigning and having his removed, Ivan would not pay the $300 release fee since he is the party breaking the lease. As I can see from his email correspondence with you he has no intention of ever taking responsibility and actually making the payment. This would not have been an issue or even a concern of my family's if he had been making continuous effort or contributing from the beginning, but as you can see from the online payments, to date I have paid over $4,222 (not to mention water/electric/internet) for our apartment while he has only contributed $452 even though his name was written equally on the lease since April just as mine was. Anyone would realize this is a cause for concern. I see that he's even making excuses of "hacking" to you so I will go ahead and tell my father don't worry about it getting taken care of because we all know Ivan won't ever pay the $300 fee, it will be me taking responsibility as usual, and it's pointless to wait any longer for a grown man who refuses to take responsibility for his life and actions. Again I sincerely apologize you've had to deal with this and his childish behavior and his back and forth nonsense. I will let my father know I contacted you and can fill out the application when he gets home from the ER. Have a great afternoon! Ivan's Ex" I drafted a a letter to the apartment complex (My ex was not CC'd) stating that I'll pay when the application is submitted and that I apologize for how ridiculous of an email that was to send to business. But I'm so fucking tired of the "Look at me I'm the victim and I'm doing all of this on my own" nonsense that seems to run rampent with females from my generation (I'm 27). It really gets under my skin how females from my generation feel the need to play the fence between wanting to be Independent/Beyonce types 80% of the time. Yet at a flip of switch, want to turn into the victim because they aren't getting exactly what they want when they want it. I spoke with my stepdad and our family attorney earlier today and they laughed at how petty and childish she sounds in this email response. Sidenote (as luck would have it): A hospital in the greater Iowa City,IA area emailed me about an interview a week and half ago. I have no plans of telling my ex and truly I more than likely will not take the interview. But I just thought it was funny how timing works out.
You should interview, take the job, move in next door to her, and do loud and terrible things to a different woman each night of the week.
Her letter might be one of the funniest/immature things I've seen someone do in awhile. This is such a "look at me" kind of thing to do that it's laughable. Also, to tell an apartment complex that type of person al information is just kind of head scratching. She just sent a public business letter than resembles something that you would tell a girl friend or parent about. But then again, feeling victimized is a personality trait.
you should donate and then post a pic of this bitch on the donor board so we can put a name with a face imo
So I'm sitting in a meeting yesterday afternoon and my ex follows and then unfollows me on twitter. Stalker much? Also, I paid the $300 to release me this morning. The landlord thanked me for being the adult in this situation
Some of you may have seen that Ally bank is hiding fake pennies throughout the country and if you find one, you get $1,000. So at 12:30 a.m. the other night right as we are about to go to sleep, the gf discovers this and sees the clue for a penny location in Miami. The clue is pretty obviously a cuban restaurant about 15 minutes away from the apt. Guess who got out of bed to drive the gf on her wild goose chase at 12:30...
Forward the email from the land lord to your ex. Then forward the interview in Iowa email. Tell her you're sorry and ask what she's doing this afternoon. ........and never speak to her again.
I get a call at 10:39 last night from this girl I've been seeing a while. It's obvious she's freaked out about something, and she asks me if her car was there when I left her place about a half hour earlier to which I respond, "Are you telling me your car's not there right now?" It wasn't. So her two-week-old Ford Escape got stolen out of her driveway probably while we were sitting on her couch. The prevailing theory as to how it got stolen: She believes she left it unlocked ... with the spare key in the owner's manual in the glove compartment.
Wife called me from the park, took the kids out to play. 10 minutes into the conversation... "I have to go, just realized I have no clue where I put my phone." "Uh, did you check your right hand?"
My sister's car got stolen out of our driveway when she was in college. She had left the keys in the ignition
your wife called you and while she was on the phone with you said that she had no idea where her phone was?
This reminds me of an ex that would call it the glove department. I guess she thought my car was a Kohl's store.
Wife called me on her way home to talk about our evening plans. In mid-sentence she starts screaming at the top of her lungs. Knowing she's on the highway I freak out and say what's happening, were you in an accident? Tell me what's going on! Spider. There was a spider in the car
I had a spider on the inside of my helmet on my motorcycle once and to this day I don't know how I'm not dead.
Wife lost her credit card. So she takes my credit card from my wallet. She then misplaced my card as well so she took my debit card from my wallet this morning. Ran an errand, opened my wallet to reveal no cash (which she took last week) and no cards.
She wants me to make it known that the spider was on the steering wheel staring at her with malintent and then tried to kill her with a knife
Similar, the other day I was driving at night and she gasps and says oh my god. There's no cars around I'm looking in all my mirrors trying to figure out what the fuck is going on while she's silent for a solid 10 seconds. Thought she saw a ghost or something till she points at a tiny spider on the windshield. :|
wife does this all the time, but its over something on Facebook and nothing to do with road traffic you should be around when we get near a town and the speed limit drops so i tap the brakes to turn off the cruise