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has anyone done this or anything similar (lemmy.sdf.org)

submitted 2 weeks ago by phpinjected@lemmy.sdf.org to c/asklemmy@lemmy.ml

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has anyone here changed their lives radically and impulsively? like moving to another country out of nowhere, deciding to leave the place you live to become homeless, something like that. and if so, please share a quick story of what you went throught. could be interesting

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[–] UltraGiGaGigantic@lemmy.ml 4 points 2 weeks ago* (last edited 2 weeks ago)

I was homeless (again) during the great drecession in 2008 and was playing WoW for a buddy for food money and a couch to crash on at one point. Other friends I grew up with came from out of state to play poker and drink.

We had a great weekend and they left. They called a half hour later that their car broke down and they needed a ride one state away ASAP so they could get back to their construction job.

Seeing as I had a car and no job, I offered to give them the ride, just give me gas money to get back to my buddies house.

So I drive them through the night and we finally get to the address they gave me. It's like Monday at 2am at this point. My buddies say "this is the new place we are renting". They knock in the door and a guy in a wife beater and boxers reeking like gin answered the door with a loud "who the fuck are you guys!?!?!?"

My buddies say "hey we are renting those rooms from you, and this guy is our ride, can he crash on the couch?"

they haven't even moved their shit from their storage unit yet. Guy let us in because he recognized my one buddy who signed the lease.

Next morning they admit they lost all their money in poker and didn't have the money to give me for gas, so I was stuck. Ended up doing odd jobs for food and beer money. Eventually got a job at the construction company my buddies worked at and rented the garage from the guy my buddies rented from.

Lived there for 7 years till I called in sick one time (yes, one time in a little under 7 years) and was immediately fired the next day.

At least I could afford to leave the state at that point.