My ex-husband purchased a sandwich of what I believe was a Whopper or it was a Big Mac one sandwich that would send our joint checking account into a tail spin.
He'd buy a gallon of milk, a pack of cigarettes, and a sandwich from one of these organizations, McDonald's or Burger King every single day.
My ex-spouse had a business manager degree at Dakota County College in Rosemount.
Right now, it looks as though members of the White Collar Corporate community is having a lot of fun at the expense of me and my ex-spouse with regards to his inability to maintain an account with funds.
So this is in public, not through the eye's of some little minor sitting at the computer at Humboldt High School watching our household and our bank-accounts and incorporating this information into more scavenger apps on Motorola telephones.
Done deal...you as a global community cannot vote peoples ancestry away. Nor are you in power to create this much up-hevel for a Big Mac or a Whopper. Your done!!
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