Wednesday, November 09, 2005
(3:38 PM) | Brad:
Got a Dime for a Brotha?
I learned today, for reasons that are beyond the miniscule levels of my understanding, that, sometime in late-April, just after my 31st birthday, I am supposed to begin paying back my catastrophic Stafford loan debt. I had kind of hoped, and partly expected, that I'd be able to sneak by until the summer; but for some reason my status as 'writing up' comes to an all-too abrupt halt in December, thus setting the wheels of change into motion, which will likely grind me, my marriage, and all manner of personal decorum & hygiene to a bloody halt. (The online 'exit interview' told me, I swear with a sneer, that I'd need a job that pays at least $160,000 p/year in order to not ultimately default. Thank God for 30-year consolidation loan plans. At least then I'm only likely to pay $160,000 after interest.) Needless to say, today, has not not been a good day.The Stafford loan = means of making highly education people feel ridiculously stupid. Oh well ... the party that was my 20s had to end eventually.
