t seemed that as I got older I became less patient with people who proved over and over again that they did not respect my time or my friendship. I became much less forgiving of those whose friendships were conditional based on arbitrary standards that were subject to change at their convenience.
I was working 40 hours a week for the entire summer making $2 above my state's minimum wage and I felt rich! I had never have access to so much money at once. What happened one morning could only be explained by saying that all the disposable income must have gone straight to my head making me feel like Hercules.
And I've had it easy. My aunt rented to a guy who stopped paying rent after 2 or 3 months. It took 4 months to get him evicted and she never got a dime back in addition to what she had to spend in court fees.