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This is how ballas do it.
So my apartment complex calls my parents and says I owe my apartment complex for some bullshit charge. This pisses me off, what am I, six? Call me, assholes, I'll deal with it.
So after I get a pissed off call from my parents I drive over to the main office to find out what the charge is.
Its $12.49. Are you fucking kidding me? They say if its not paid today, they'll send it to "evictions" and charge me $250. Are you fucking kidding me?
Bonus points: They won't take cash, and I don't carry checks. I'd have to get a money order and bring it back by 5 when they close -- but I'm in class until 5, so that won't work either. AND my bank charges me $5 for a money order. What the fuck is that shit? Christ, the world is entirely made up of nickel and diming douchebags all of a sudden.
Anyway, I storm out of there pissed as hell, get in my car. Then I hop back out, walk back to the main office and look at the desk jockey.
"You. Yeah, you. I'll give you $20 to write a check in my name for $12.49. What do you make, $8 an hour?"
She looks down at the floor - says, "less"
I just kinda laugh and throw a 20 at her and she writes the check in my name and throws it in my folder.
Bonus number 2: Campus bus was driving by JUST as I exited the main office, I flagged it down and hopped on. Didn't have to drive, didn't have to pay $5 to park.
I SAVED money overall.
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