I am owed well over $1,500 by people I know. I had no idea how much money I've loaned out, neglected to collect, not worried about...until now, when I overdrafted my bank account and racked up $200 in overdraft charges because I tried to use my check card to pay $5 for parking and $1.75 for lip balm. But we'll talk about THAT another day, it's still not resolved.
I generally get paid back when I loan people money, so I don't worry about doing it; but in these times it seems everyone has a problem. Meanwhile, these people have the same jobs they had before, so I don't understand where the money is going. But it's not my place to question.
So I'm spending the day making calls, sending emails, asking politely but directly for what people need to give me; it's a terrible feeling, listening to the stuttering and the apologies, perhaps twinged with the regret that I didn't forget to ask for the money like they hoped. Or I could be making that up in my head, but sometimes it must be true.
Suze Orman would kill me.