This also meant I'd have people constantly in my house either going to the fridge or to use the bathroom. Sure, I'd have to keep the house and bathroom somewhat clean but no one ever broke anything or made a mess. A small price to pay for being Mr. Popular.
Now that the summer months are winding down less and less people are stopping over. A couple have moved to Chicago, a couple others I've just fallen out of touch with. No big deal, it gives me a little break till it gets warm again.
I've had two people over in the past week and now, after all the summer activity, now my $1's have disappeared.
I have this little savings habit where I empty out my pockets at the end of the day and put any one dollar bills I might have into a cigar box. It might not seen like much but at one time I had $1,800 in one dollar bills. That was before I found out the local casino could cash 100 into a $100 bill in less than a minute but that's besides the point.
So now I have $350 missing. There are four options why the money is missing.
1. Someone broke into my house and stole it. My bedroom window didn't lock before (does now) and someone could have crawled in and taken it. Mind you nothing else was missing, laptops, TV's, speakers, Playstation 2 (but who would take that?). Nothing but the cash was gone. Maybe the scariest thing is that's the same room where Puppy sleeps during the day. If she were missing... might as well put the cuffs on me if I found out who took her.
2. I have a friend who's girlfriend was over for Halloween, trying on her outfit while the Renter was in the shower and my friend and I were sitting outside. She's broker than Yao Ming but I wouldn't take her for a theif.
3. Then there's the little buddy from down the street. Also broker than shit, but I wouldn't take him for one to steal from me. He did recently get a $230 ticket for parking in a handicap spot (who does that?) but after all I've done for him? The Renter and I got him a cell phone for $40 a month. We got him set up with car insurance when Wisconsin made it mandatory. He was acting a little funny on Sunday, disappearing for 30 minutes while he went out to his car to get cigarettes while I sat downstairs watching football. Then he said he went to the gas station to get two corn dogs for $2 for a little grub. But I know his habits, he doesn't eat that much and when I offered him beef stew two hours later he jumped on it. Just not like him. I felt bad calling another friend he hangs out with asking if he'd watch to see if he was spending a bunch of one dollar bills. Felt like I was already accusing him.
4. Lastly, there's a 5% possibility I stashed the money when I was drunk over the weekend. I've been known to do this in the past. But I've looked in all the usuall places, in one of the forty shoes I have in my room, the usuall high places that only I can reach without a chair, and any othe drawer/closet space that I could think of. I came up with nothing.
The worst part of this is now I don't feel I can trust mu supposed friends. But then again, I could be at fault here and my distrust for my friends would be without cause. I'm a trusting person naturally so I'm not sure if I'm being taken advantage of here or if I'm over reacting. $350 won't kill me. They were all $1 bills and had probably sat there all summer without being touched (kind of the definition of saving). I don't/didn't really need that money. But the fact that it's missing now creases my ass a little. Actually a lot.
I've already (almost) put this behind me. I'll find other ways of saving money without it being accesible to others. One, quite safer, is to put $1 away in an ING account for every hour you work per paycheck (at 1%, don't tell the FA). Live and learn.
As long as there's beer money.
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