Here’s an actual excerpt from today’s e-mail exchange with my oh-so-delightful ex-husband. My laptop access card and his cell phone are still joined at the hip on the same AT&T account, and I spent the better part of an hour today trying to separate them. Anyway, here’s the exchange, with absolutely no editing:
Liz: You need to call and have them create you a separate account attached to your name/social security number. I cannot do anything more on my end and I want this issue resolved so we’re not dealing with this monthly.
Daniel: Whatever
No matter how angsty I might feel now and then, having to deal with things I don’t strictly prefer, it’s nice to have an occasional reminder that I’m infinitely better off today than I was having to deal with this bullshit on a daily basis. Good fucking grief.