Homicidal

Okay, first of all. Lemme just preface this by saying that my husband and I are broke. We made a LOT of poor decisions with our money in the past year or so, and we've had to ask our parents to bail us out several times, and we are JUST NOW starting to really pinch pennies (mainly because we only have like, 3 pennies to pinch). We've made a lot of decisions to buy things we didn't need at all (webkinz, gold... pot...), go out to eat when we had food at home, take trips when we couldn't afford the gas. Anyway. Right now, times are more than tight, because Trevor just switched to working in the kitchen, so we went from having cash nightly, to 1 check a week... and the check is nothing to get excited about.

So, Trevor's company deposits paychecks onto an ADP Payroll Service Visa. I think this is the dumbest idea in the world, and I constantly ask who the eff benefits from this little service, besides his work, who must get paid to use this little thing. Oh, and all the Mexicans that work there and can't get bank accounts, because they are illegal immigrants (that's not me being mean, it's true. If INS went to my husband's job, they would be re-staffing their entire kitchen and bus staff). Anyway, I hate this thing because to get your money out, you either have to go to an ATM and pay the ATM fee (since the card is not from a bank) or you can use your money as debit/credit card. Yesterday, I got gas at a gas station with this card. Fifteen dollars in gas (LESS THAN FIVE GALLONS, GAHHHH!). This morning, I had to take Trevor to work, because I am going to meet this girl I used to work with who just had a baby and give her this huge bag of baby clothes that Lily grew out of. We stopped at the store so he could get cigarettes and I could get on orange juice. I go out to the car, and a minute later he pops his head out and says "The card isn't working!". I shake my head. He pops his head back out a second later and go "Why's the card not working...? Do you have cash?" I shrug, and shake my head. So he gets back in the car and says: "What else did you spend money on yesterday?!" And I said... "Don't ACCUSE me of spending money, I just got gas!!!" He says he didn't ACCUSE me but I think there is a big difference between "What did you spend money on?" and "DID you spend money?" So now I am pissed and offended. Anyway, that turned into a mini-argument and he's just being a douche because our card isn't working and that was all the money we had. (Seriously, we have no credit cards, no bank account with money in it... just like, 40 dollars on a stupid ADP Payroll Service card). Anyway, I get home and call the card and see the balance. Zero dollars and zero cents. Now, this is IMPOSSIBLE. There is no way that there was EXACTLY 15.00 dollars left on the card, ya know? So, I listen to the last 10 transactions and they are as follows:

On August 18, -48.08 at a gas service station
On August 17, -14.47 at a convenience grocery store

I won't continue because that's all you need to know. Yesterday, I made one purchase, and it was for FIFTEEN DOLLARS in gas. I have the receipt. It says, 15.00 dollars. The only other transaction was from when Trevor and I took Lily for a walk and we went to the convenience store for milk and tomato sauce to make spaghetti and the total was the 14.47. So, these assholes charged my card for the remainder of the balance for some reason and now we have no money to last us three more days.

I call the gas station and explain the problem and the gentleman tells me to bring the receipt and my bank statement (I inform the man that there is no BANK statement for this) back after 4 PM (sure, 'cuz I have nothing better to do but come when it's convenient for YOU people) and the manager will fix it. I guess we'll see, but they better be more than accommodating because, needless to say, I'm pretty effing pissed. I mean, damn. Is it not enough that I am like, 2 steps up from a naked homeless person?? Do you really have to steal the last 48 dollars I have?!?!? *Punches gas station*.

Damn. Can I get a break?