I have got those calls before--and followed up, trying to get the job back, tried to find a new job, tried to get the lawyers, worked with the social worker, pleaded with the police, the landlords, the phone company--concealed, or soft-pedaled the truth, and, refused to accept the truth, that it wasn't the world, it was the loved one--

I will tell you something else that you must know by now, as well--and that is, as sad, sorry, desperate, as they seem to need your help, when you won't help, they find another way to work things out---and when you do help, they find a way to screw it up--

We were putting together money for his first/last month's rent, and security deposit, after a long rehab, and had lined up the new job, new clothes--called at lunch on the first day of work--he didn't show up--three days later, he was found sleeping it off in the back of a junk-- car--he had blown every penny celebrating the new job--