a three act play
ACT I
so i called. and she’s all – you have to pay up until tomorrow since today is when you are calling in.
and i’m all – no way. we alerted you that we moved out like sometime during the first week of april, dude. and it’s not until june 17th that you write a letter? you suck.
and then she’s all – well, that is just the way it is. it’s not our fault if you make an *assumption* about the way to turn off your service with us. (and you have to say assumption with the most sarcastic tone you can think of…)
so i’m all – it’s not my fault if you make an *assumption* that people will know to call if you don’t clearly say that on your bill. let me talk to your supervisor
and she’s all – i’ll ask for you
— hold music —
ACT II
and then she’s back after like 5 minutes and goes – sorry. you gotta pay.
and i’m all – let ME talk to your sup.
and she’s all – ok
so then imagine that the whole thing above happens again, right? except i added in – if someone else lives in that apartment that is not MY NAME then you know we moved out when we said we did IN OUR LETTER to you.
ACT III
so i take her name and call the apartments.
and lisa at the apartments tells me that she’ll take care of it since someone DID move into our old place on the 16th of april.
ha.
so there.
FINALE
and she called and now we should receive an end of service statement and if we don’t, we’ll sick lisa on them again.
FIN
the end.
oh, well played. and well told.
if we had a joint blog, we would post this there.
remind me not to play chess against you.
CHECKMATE!
hoi hoi!