Stupid people

There was this girl, Missy234, or something of that nature, in college. I was a junior. She was emailing me all of the time these awful, angry, bitter, hateful messages. Funny thing: I had no idea who she was or why she hated me so much.
It wasn't until tonight that I have been so pissed at someone who did something awful specifically to me. Britney Murdock. Of course, I'm sure that's not her name. I am VERY mad at her.
Back in September, this girl, Britney, came to my door. At the time, I thought she was cute, maybe in her early 20's or late teens. Perky little thing that told me my kids were so cute and I was so skinny for just having a baby. I really liked her then. But now that I recall that day, her teeth were pretty messed up and she had a very sloppy way of speaking, and I think she smelled funny. Or was hunchback. Or something.
Oh, Britney. Britney sat in my kitchen for quite sometime explaining her magazine sales to me. She talked about points and a trip and a competition - none of which I cared about at the time. But I kind of listened. And, thinking back on that day in September, I remember having an iffy feeling about the whole thing. Not an iffy "I feel stupid now so I'll pretend I knew then" feeling, but an iffy "I'm just not sure about this girl, something doesn't add up" feeling. I asked her SO many questions, just trying to figure out what she was doing. I wonder if she was nervous, or exhilarated, or just was going through the motions of her act.
I sat with Britney, mulling over which magazine I wanted to order, even though at the time, we couldn't afford any of them. I remember thinking how expensive I thought they were. As I was deciding not to get one, I text BJ to see if he wants anything. I talk to him on the phone. Britney is sitting there the whole time.
So I see this one for the kids. Britney tells me this one is great because it comes in a big box and it has activities for the kids and they will love it. She tells me that she is the oldest of 12 kids. I actually asked her to name them all, I remember. She did in a kind of slow manner, but whatever. What do you do, say, "Um, I think you are lying about that?" Whatever. I don't know. I guess I just grew up with manners and decency and trust and honesty. Those things mean nothing.
So after much ado, I order this magazine for the kids, 12 issues with a little activity in every one for $48.00. I cut her the check, tell her we may be moving and she says, "Just call the number on the receipt and they will forward it to the right address."
Three months later (tonight), I find the receipt. No phone number. At this point, I am very skeptical because I have not received anything in the mail, and there is no number on the receipt. I enter the address in Google. Lo and behold, what comes up, Ripoff Report.
So, I got over the $48.00. I waste that in a matter of two weeks here and there. I just can't get over Britney, and people like her. How a person can come into your home, lie straight to your face, and rip you off? Okay, and the worst part about it, it was for my kids. That girl sat in my house for 20 minutes while I stewed about which magazine to get, listened to me talk about how excited I was to get the activities. She talked to my kids, chatted with me, sat on my stool! She's awful. The people running the stupid thing are awful. And I am personally pissed at Britney.