Glenn has once again proven that his pit of stupidity is bottomless.

Yesterday morning he asks for some money so he could take the train home after work. No problem. He comes home for lunch in a DPW truck and when he leaves he takes all the bottles we’ve collected over the last couple of weeks to take back to the bottle redemption place. Again, no problem.

I’m just finishing up a workout when he arrives. He’s only there briefly so by the time I am able to get upstairs to take a shower he’s already gone. That’s when I realize my jeans have been moved and money is missing from one of the pockets.

When he returns home I ask him for the money back. He, of course, insists that he never touched the money; That I must be mistaken as to how much I had. Never mind that I had gone to the store just before I did my workout and knew exactly how much I had. So I ask him for the bottle money as Jarret’s lunch money fund was getting low. He doesn’t have it, claiming he had to use it to take the train back. WTF? We usually get at least $8 for our bottles when we turn them in so even if I hadn’t given him money for the train that morning he should’ve still had some left over.

I am so done with this shit.