Dick's Response:
Thank you Vincent. Like I haven't had enough of my life played out in public.
Why don't we start at the beginning and let everyone know what really happened???
I told Vincent he could stay in my apt. while I was in the house, but that I didn't want him to have friends over. I come out of the house to find that he had moved into my apt. Not only him, but one of his friends as well. When I got here, the place was a ****ing disaster. The bathroom was so disgusting I couldn't take it. There was puke dripping down the sides and piss all around the toilet and the walls by the toilet, and the seat was broken. The shower had **** stuck all on the inside of the tub. His **** was all over the place, to where just walking through the house was like an obsticle course. He filled my garage with his stuff surrounding my car and there were scratches in a few places on it. There was **** under it and filled to the rim to the point that it was impossible for me to even get into it. So, yeah.... I was thrilled.
It took him well over a week of me asking him to clean the **** up, to the point that I got pissed and yelled at him about it, then..... finally, he cleaned it. He has not once cleaned up after himself without me having to ask him at least 5-6 times. He has not lifted a finger to do **** around here, at all.
Vincent has supposed to have been looking for a place to live since moving in here..... Now, almost 2 months later, it took me telling him to get a place NOW!
Any time I leave, I come home to an apt. full of his friends, after I have asked him repeatedly not to have friends over. I live in a small apt. which was intended for me to live in by myself. It is too ****ing small to have 7 people hanging in. When I left on vacation, I come home to an apt full of his friends....again. He doesn't give a **** about what I ask even though this is my place and he is staying here. The trash is full of empty bottles of alcohol and X pills on my coffee table. My carpet is so stained up, that I will have to have the place recarpeted before I leave. The toilet paper holder is broken as well. Why should I have to pay a thousand dollars for carpet, when he is the one that ****ed it up beyond cleaning? Am I the ****ing maid for him and his friends in MY OWN APT?
Giving Vincent Daniele's old car.... The car is worth between 10-12K. I told him I would pay for any repairs needed, new tires, fix the dents and a new paint job. He complained about getting it from the get go. He wanted a stick, he didn't like it, etc... He wanted me to fix it up, sell it and then buy him another car. I told him to fix it himself and sell it if he wanted, I was not doing all that ****. Then he was constantly complaining that I wasn't buying Daniele the car fast enough for him, that he would just buy another car... to pressure me to do it faster. Keep in mind, this is a person who hasn't had a license in over a year... but now it is a time issue for him.
Since working at the DMV, my mother has driven him to and from work every day. She gets up in the morning and drives about 45 min to and from, to get him there... then again to take him home. He has never once offered her money for gas. I told him he should take the bus, the bus stop is right in front of my apt and would take 10 min with another 10 min walk for him, but he is above that and would rather have my mother taxi him everyday.
Vincent has not paid rent since moving in here, nor has he paid for any food or bills here, I never asked him, he never offered. He knows I am busy and I could use a bit of help doing a few things around here, but never offered. He would rather sit on the computer constantly with breaks of playing guitar hero for 5 hours a stretch. Never mind that I don't want to watch him play a ****ing video game day and night.
Vincent was offered a job at a University in Texas with free schooling. He says he wants to go back to school, but was thinking about it for over a month until the job was filled by someone else.
Vincent has never gone out and actually gotten a job. Every job he has had has been set up by someone he knows, he will not go out and fill out an application.
He is unmotivated, lazy, undependable and does take advantage of the situations he is in. He wears out his welcome and has been tossed out of every place he has lived.
There is a ****load more, but too much to go into here.
Yesterday, we were arguing because after a long vacation I come home to a mess and a houseload of his friends...... again. I tell him that is taking advantage of me and the situation, how he never shows any appreciation for the things I do and am doing for him and lay it all out. I ask what is up with getting his own place. He says he will know today. One of the things I told him before I left was that I didn't want to come home to a place that had nothing here and was a mess and specifically said that the toilet paper was low, check paper towels etc.... I come home, there is no ****ing toilet paper. When he left (since my car is still in the shop) I call and ask him to get some, he says sure.
This morning I get up to get ready for the LA Ink deal... I need to take a **** and have to wipe my ass with ****ing paper towels, I am pissed! I ask him about the apt he was supposed to be approved for, so he could move out as soon as yesterday. He tells me he got there too late and the office was closed. He had 2 things to do yesterday, toilet paper and find out if he got the apt. He did neither.... but I am sure he was partying with his friends.
So, while he whines and cries about how mean I am. I have given him a place to live for 2 months rent free. Given him a car worth over 10K, plus told him I would fix it like new for him. I have fed him with food in the house as well as took him out at least 3-4 times a week for lunch or dinner.
This morning he tells me he is doing me a favor by letting me use his car to go to LA for the tattoo gig. I had enough..... And yes, it makes me feel like not even giving him that ****ing car. He doesn't appreciate ****. And I am sure he never said anything about the first car I also gave him. So, this is the second car from me. Yes, I am so mean.
So, there is always 2 sides to every story. And I might have gotten pissed and been an asshole, but he pushes **** to the limit all the time until people hit their breaking point.
I love my son and do and have done a ton of **** to help him out. But he is a 22 year old man and needs to be responsible and take care of his own life and stop having everyone else hold his hand and walk him through life. He constantly complains about how ****ty his life is. But lives on the computer, video games, and
partys constantly. He is the only one that can change his life, and he will not do anything to make it change. He just sits and complains.
And now looks for sympathy from everyone because I am mean. I think he has a lot of nerve posting this bull****. Posted by EvelDick on Tuesday, November 13, 2007 at 8:50 PM
