Money. It's a gas.
Just got back from Hertz to rent what I thought would be a $50 car. It turns out that after the fact, I paid $160 for it, plus a $140 deposit they're going to give back when I return the car... tomorrow. This came up because not only is my actual car still inoperable, but unfortunately the plan to borrow one of my mom's vehicles fell through at the zero hour, which didn't leave me a whole lot of options.
For bonus points: I need to have three pieces of information with me tomorrow. First, two forms of ID. Well, I have my license and birth certificate. Except the license is out-of-date, as it still lists me as living on Highland Street. Which I couldn't change until I paid an extremely old parking ticket. Which I was planning on changing when I re-registered my car. So... that didn't happen. Second, a blank check so they can set up a direct deposit. In addition to moving recently, I also changed banks. And as a result, I don't have checks yet. So I ordered some (at a ridiculous price so that they'd arrive by Thursday). Which means all I'll have with me is account info and no check. Third, my license plate number. Well now I have four plate numbers to give them. This was all told to me for the first time yesterday. If I'd known about that when I got the job offer, I would have had all of this sorted out long ago.
Factor into it that the first half of my training classes' pay is going directly to rent for October, and we've got me with next to zero money (trying to sort out old bills and such in the meantime) until Bebel settles up, which could take a while still.
In other news, I got to help Guerilla Improv and { Empty Set } out with audition stuff last week, which was fun. It was great to put on the old shirts and mess around some. I'm proud to congratulate GI's newest members Ian Hawkes, Alex Kafantis, Molly Ott, and Michael Riggieri, and { }'s newest members Orange "Sidney" Batchelder and Alex Geyster. I hope I get to see some shows before the end of the year!
Not psyched about 7:15am training classes, but at least I've got three more weeks of nightlife left in me. We'll see what happens, I guess.
Money money money money... MONEY!!
rickie-d
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