Bitch for the day
Yanno, I really don’t appreciate getting phone calls from a collection agency on my mobile phone, when i’m at work, for MY HUSBAND’s student loans that are defaulted. Mother-fuck.
I’m at work and my phone rings, it’s an 800 number. I thought it might be important so I answered it and the guy asks for my husband. I say this is his wife’s cell phone, who is this?
The guy tells me it’s about “his stu…uh, a personal business matter”. Supercilious little punk wouldn’t admit his fu-K up when I pressed him on his flub. Said this was one of two numbers they had listed for him.
Uh, no the hell you don’t. You OBVIOUSLY have the wrong number. *shakes head*
Yanno, dear hubs was SUPPOSED to fix this over a year ago. Hell, over 3 years ago, when he left college to be a cop, then fucked that up on purpose. Nearly 20K$ in student loans defaulted. Because he never did anything to arrange payments, not deferrments unless I held a metaphorical knife to his throat.
$3K of it was subsidized with a private lender, so he got that in forbearance when I got sick and couldn’t work. the rest of it he was supposed to handle separately with the Federal Gov’t Dept. of Ed.
He never did.
Why? Why am I subjected to his fuck ups, continually? Why am I responsible for the debt he accumulated WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE before we were married? More importantly, how the hell can I get away from it? I am so angry i could spit. I just want to cry. That’s the only thing I can think of to do.
