I had been staying with my aunt for one year while I was trying to figure out what to do with my life. It wasn't the easiest start, but I eventually found a job that I liked and after that, things got a lot better. The problem is that after 6 months of living there, my aunt decided to start charging me rent! I took some time off from my job to visit friends for a few weeks, and she told me when I came back, I'd have to start paying $300/month. It's not like I get a whole house to myself either -- I have one room with a queen size bed and a bathroom. I also use the top floor of the house, which includes a big TV, couches, and an outdoor roof deck. My aunt does go up there occasionally, so it's not like it's "my" space, even though she knocks first before coming up the stairs.
I sort of feel like she's taking advantage of me because when I first got here, she made dinner for me every night and even put individual servings in microwavable dishes that we would both eat (she would take them to lunch if I hadn't already eaten them) and she doesn't do that very much anymore. I've been paying for all of my own food for the past few months and packing my own lunches and making my own sandwiches for dinner. About once a week she'll buy some bulk foods for me, but I don't really like to cook anything that takes more effort than opening a can or a bag, so while I eat the Clam Chowder soups, I don't have much interest in cooking rice and beans. I also pay my own way for Metro to get to and from work. It's not cheap! and sometimes I go out drinking after work and I because Metro has already closed, I have to pay to take Uber to get home. She just doesn't realize how much it costs to work!
So ever since she imposed this $300/month rent, I had to find a way to increase my hours, because the store originally only gave me about 20 hours of work each week. So now I have to work 35-37 hours every week. I don't mind though, because I get lots of great perks at work.
She constantly (at least one time per week) tells me to wipe the counter down after I make toast. And when I spilled my Starbucks all over her front door, I had to clean it two different times because she didn't think I wiped up all the coffee -- I honestly didn't notice that it got all over the walls and the door - (my bad!). You can't really blame those ants on me. They probably would have come in whether I spilled the coffee or not.
Anyway, I asked my aunt if she would let me out of paying the final month's rent because I was going back home, seeing some buddies, and I wanted to take them around and treat them to some cool things. I can't believe it, but she said no! What a cheapass - it's not like she needs the money, she's rich and has an awesome house all to herself. She makes so much more money than I do, why wouldn't she just forgive the last month rent? I asked why not, and she tried to deflect it by asking why I didn't just ask my dad for the cash once I move back home? Clearly, that's not the same at all, but she didn't see it that way. I mean seriously, I'm giving her my hard-earned cash and just asking for relief for just one month. It's not like I want to waste the money either. I want to treat my friends and pay for the things that we do together while they are visiting me in my parents' house.
Signed, Bluehouse's nephew