I haven't told anyone this, but it's been nice to unload my experiences here. This is the same bitch who bailed on me the instant I lost my job through no fault of my own. It was a political takeover and I was pounding the pavement the very next day.

Anyway, so she had been living with me and she came by one day and said, "I just need to pick up my stuff that I left behind."

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Too late. I threw it all in the dumpster two days ago."

Then she really lit up on me with something like, "I can't believe you would be so vindictive. That was my personal property, things important to me. I can't believe you would be so angry and rotten to disrespect me like that. Maybe you should ...." and blah blah blah. I let her ramble on and on with her rant, not saying a word and a dopey grin on my face.

When she finally shut the fuck up, she just glared at me for a few moments and then I smirked and said, "Okay, just a minute while I get your stuff." And I went and got her shit, which I hadn't really thrown away. Well, hopefully she enjoyed making her speech.