Oh, Kristin, that
sucks.
And, yeah, they're supposed to send multiple warnings--you're so many weeks overdue, you have ten days, you have three days--before the actual cut-off (sadly, I know this because there've been times in the past when I deliberately ran our power bill right down to the wire, because I knew they'd give us notice and they wouldn't charge interest in the meantime).
I pronounce them fuckweasels.
I pronounce them fuckweasels.
Fuckweasels seems to be breeding rapidly these days....
Super weak, power company.
Fuckweasels seems to be breeding rapidly these days....
Their name would sort of imply that.
That sucks PK, you should get a warning, that's crazy.
Holy shit, Kristin. That kind of bullshit gets people killed, fer chrissakes.
They are claiming that they sent a second notice, which may be true since we have the world's least reliable postal service. Anyway. Drew has paid the bill over the phone and is now waiting for a reconnect. So it's fine, but still. Grr. What if this had happened any other day but this one, when Drew was actually home? Our housesitter would have been trying to figure everything out.
Plus? Email, people. Seriously.
I do not discuss that with my mother, Trudy.
I do not discuss that with my mother, Trudy.
Do you discuss fuckweasels with her?
I do not discuss that with my mother, Trudy.
A wise policy. But how did you keep a straight face?