So I get this call from my landlord today, complaining that it’s the 5th of the month and he hasn’t seen my rent check yet. His implication that I was not going to pay was insulting at worst, foolish at best.

I mean, look at me. I’m so good for it. You don’t drive an X5, carry this much Gucci or eat at Caffe Roma on the regular without being good for it.

Speaking of the Roma, they’re complaining now that I haven’t settled my tab. Well of course not! People in my class don’t pay at the end of our meal. We pay when we’re good and ready. I’m not ruining my freshly done manicure by doing something so pedestrian as reaching into my purse. Ugh.

Anyhoo, must dash, it’s another phone call from the dealership. Don’t these people know how I roll?