“My credit is ruined because of this child support fiasco. I don’t have a child–I don’t have a kid. I don’t get to see the child. I can’t parent or speak to the little girl. I can’t do anything without “when are you sending the child support?” interrupting our conversation. No. She has a kid. She has a kid. I have a bill.”
— The most tact response I’ve [over]head all evening.