God,
What is up with this????? Sgt. Jones ... a business proposition ... a business arrangement!
9-Months of $1200.00 payments to cover the sale cost of the Armada and insurance.
Since his arrival, there's has been a message every nite with a request for a return call ... "Need to talk with you. It's important."
With each day, more and more calls. I made the mistake of calling from the MajicJack number. Now, calls on both numbers! Glad I never gave him my cell. Calling from one number to the next. If there's no answer on the landline ... why call the MJ? If you've left a message ... why are you calling and hanging up? CALLER ID!!!!
Tried talking with him today. Did I get your call? Yes! Well, two-star General told him to be off base by the end of the day! Well, Sgt. Jones pissed somebody off. Says he doesn't have any money. Why not? Didn't make arrangements for a room? No plans. No place to stay.
I can't help him. I can't. I am feeling stressed. Pressured. Squeezed. Why??? My arrangement with him. 9-months. December, January, February, March, April, May, June, July and August! It's only July.
Not interested in spending any time. Not interested in dinner. Not interested. He came back early. He should have gone home and come back for the truck. $1800.00 payments left.
Sgt. Jones can wait around until Ree leaves on the 5th or he can come back. Just don't make your emergency, my emergency.
Then, he tells me step back ... act like I got some brains. I'm done. Good-bye. Sgt. Jones.
Peace,
Yo
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