Here's What A Real Life Sob Story Looks Like

When I first started getting good money for my SO's, Gene, father of my son, had just moved back home after a two month separation. He had left me with a bunch of bills when we split up, so everything I was earning was just catch up money and there wasn't much left over.

When he showed up at the door I found out he had brought his brother, his brother's wife, and their 13 year old daughter with him. This was the second time they had come to live with us. His brother had already taken me for $3,000 before he ever even moved in with us the first timea.

He was supposed to move here when Gene and I first met, and he found a truck up North that they just HAD to have for the construction company that I started for Gene. I sent the money, no truck ever appeared. Every weekend there was an excuse why the brother wasn't on his way down to Florida.

What does a sob story look like?

What are the components?

What makes it so effective?

The theory is that if you sob loud enough that everybody will feel sorry for you and let bygones be bygones.

Here is a great example that drummed up a lot of sympathy.

After a few weeks, I was told that I had to send up more money to register it in the WIFE'S NAME. I said that I would only pay to register it in MY name in Florida. That is when I was told that it didn't have a title.

I called the DMV in Florida to ask how I would go about getting this thing registered, and they told me that the police dept in CT would have to go out an do a VIN verification. I told Gene's brother this, and he told me that the police refused to do it.

I called the Manchester, CT police department myself, and they said, "no problem. Just tell us when you want us to come out."

I PROVED his brother a liar then.

Then, they are finally going to move to Florida. The wife and daughter flew, he was supposed to pack up the house and follow.

He couldn't afford the moving truck. Gene guilted me into paying for it. Another $1,500. They were losing their house to foreclosure, so the deal was, I would pay for the moving truck and try to save the house and sell it. If I could make a profit on it, I would get back my $3,000 and they would get the rest."

Once they got here, they never signed the papers.

A month before their house was supposed to go to the foreclosure auction, Kelly had come to my house (they had been living with us for 6 months when they first moved here, but had by this time moved out and into thier own house) and I reminded her that the papers had to be signed quickly because the house was scheduled to go to auction.

She said she would tell her husband. They never came to sign the papers and a couple of months later, she finally told me that she was mad at me about thier house.

Both brother and sister-in-law were not working and therefore could no longer afford the rent at their house. You can't let homeless people stand around at your front door, can you? I let them come in and they made me agree to let them stay with me.

One of the SO's I ran was for my sister-in-law, Kelly. It made about $850.00. In return for doing this, she was supposed to help me with MY workload because I had to keep making Special Offers in order to keep supporting everyone.

It took her 3 whole weeks to write ONE set of ten articles, and then they came right back to us, stamped as duplicate content -- and because of her laziness I was accused of plagiarism.

I didn't dare trust letting her do anything else like that for me, so I tried outsourcing the writing but the same thing happened again. Doesn't anybody know how to do their own writing any more?

At this point I found out that I was pregnant with Gene's second child. As happy as we were, I was scared to death. My first pregnancy had been very difficult, I was on and off bed rest for 7 months, my son was 2 months premature.

Then the rug really got pulled out from under us. We were 3 months behind on our electric bill. It was over $1,297.00 We only had about $800.00 so we transferred the bill to Gene's name for a $730.00 deposit.

At this point, I was way too behind on the workload I already had to run another WSO to come up with the money, so we just transferred it to Gene's name and I thought that all was fine.

I was wrong. They showed up to cut the power a few weeks later anyway. First they said that as long I still owned the house, they would not turn power on even for a tenant because they would not let me make a profit while I owed them money.

Then they said that that they would not have cut the power for that reason, that it was probably because the service tech had gone out and seen that it was the same people living in the house.

My first husband owned a house only one block away from our house. I was in the middle of rehabbing it for him since the last tenant had trashed it. So I suggested this bright idea to have everyone get up in the mornings, shower over there, and I would move the cable and Internet over there and we could work there during the day and then walk back home so we could use a generator at night.

Gene's brother and sister in law said that would be too inconvenient for them to do. No matter how I explained how desperate I was for a break they just repeated that it was too inconvenient for her 13 year old daughter to have to shower over there in the morning before school.

For five days they were ADAMANT that this just was not an option. So finally, I said, ok, then they could rent the house from my first husband, they could sleep there at night, and Gene and I would go home at night to use the generator and keep the pets. Immediately, Gene's brother told me that he and his wife had to 'talk about that'.

I didn't see what there was to talk about... you want a roof over your head, you have to pay rent. The only time you 'talk' about it, is if you're planning to skip out on it.

Meanwhile, while they 'talked' about it, they talked about going back to the plan to just shower there. I found it very interesting that when the other option was to PAY RENT, suddenly, now they were more open-minded about the idea of showering.

But the next day, after being told that they had to 'talk' about it, I woke up to find everyone sitting around watching TV and no 'talking' being done. There was no, "Susie, we've discussed this and..." It was basically a case of 'we're just going to ignore this problem until Susie figures out how to fix it."

What they finally said they wanted was for the wife and daughter to move up to Gene and his brother's mom's house two hours away, and for the brother to stay at OUR house with the generator that I bought.

I refused. This was the second time these people were living with me. If they weren't going to contribute, I wanted them all to leave.

Gene disagreed with me, we had a HUGE fight about it, and he walked out on me. He left me with no money, no electricity, a 22 month old and on top of that, I was 3 months pregnant with his child. When he left, he took anything that a pawn shop might appreciate. He took our company truck for our hauling company but denied it, leaving me stuck with a trailer on the front lawn of one of my first husband's rentals and no way to move it. He sees nothing wrong with anything he's done.

Consequently, for the past four weeks, I've been going from friends house to friends house. Some places I have an Internet connection, other places I don't.

I've had nowhere to set up the cameras to get the work done that I promised others I would do. I have no money to make the refunds.

Many of my clients have been understanding about the situation, but some have not been so understanding. I do not know what to do anymore. The baby and I are almost to the point of going to a shelter. Gene has offered to take the baby, but says he can't do anything to help me. He said he doesn't care that I am pregnant with his child,since the child isn't born there is nothing he can do for it yet.

I can't trust him to give our son back to me, when he would leave me like this, broke with no electric, and pregnant with his second child. I tried everything I could to get him to come home to us, but he won't do that. He says it is all my fault for not working hard enough to take care of them.

Whenever I try to talk with him on the phone, all he would do is DEMAND what I was going to go, such as come get the rest of his stuff, see the baby. When I tried to remind him of his responsibilities to me and our unborn child, he would SCREAM over me, press the buttons on the phone while I talked or hang up on me.

It was my own fault for taking them all in again after all that they had done to prove themselves dishonest in the past. But when Gene and I separated the first time, I was devastated and taking them in seemed to be the only way the he was going to come home, so I did it again.

And this time, I got burned worse than ever before.

So, now that I have told you all what has happened to me, I feel a bit better. I'm still very much in the dark about where I'm going and what I'm doing. I don't want to make any promises to fulfill any orders or make any refunds in any set amount of time, because I just don't know what is going to happen to my son and I.

I have some other projects that I had lined up. They were much more automated than the SO's I ran previously. They were also a lot higher priced, but had the potential for HUGE returns. I would even consider trading these for the SO's that didn't get done. I do not know what else to say. I thought I was going to have help to complete all those offers I was making. 3 other people PROMISED to help. And when things got a little rough, they all bailed out too.

Right now, I can't even provide a stable home for my son.

I've applied for assistance from the state, but it's slow. My electric bill is too high for help. I can get about $1,200 from various churches and charities, but that still leaves me $1,500 short.

Plus, all of the other necessities, food, diapers, wipes, candy, Christmas toys, etc.

I've had to take a job for straight commission for right now.

I've put my house up for sale.

I'm doing all I can to get through this.

I'm sorry I have failed you all.

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