Dp thinks I am. Yesterday at work my work trousers got a rip in them. My other pair is a bigger size with no belt loops and will probably fall down whilst I'm working. Today is my day off I popped to shop picked up 2 pairs of trousers and put a cheque in the bank. Do rang me and said "oh your on the street" I simply said "I'm omw back 1 stop on bus from home, I was quick" he then moaned that over weekend I said I'd go put cheque in bank on Tues and he thought it wasn't necessary because I didn't need the money (money is from elderly relative for DC for a gift so has something to open on birthday rather than a piece of paper) and originally he said he would drop me to bank sat morning to pay cheque in but he overslept