The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

22 September 2004

Your basic dissembling colostomy bag

With the increasing number (and size) of service fees levied by seemingly everyone these days, most of your How To Manage Your Feeble Finances articles suggest the same thing: "Try to talk your way out of them."

And every week, a couple of dozen characters call up 42nd and Treadmill to try exactly that. I think one or two have succeeded this year. One who did not is the guy who defaulted on a $135 payment last week and was assessed $30 by our Department of Meanies, and who argued to our customer-service person today that we ought to let him off the hook because he's "unemployed."

But Pharaoh's heart was hardened, for the following reasons:

  1. A supervisory type on the premises actually knows the sleazeball in question, and he's not unemployed at all;
  2. When we opened the last batch of stuff for today, he had another order in, this time for over $200.

From this day foward, the individual in question will be viewed with the same skepticism as a CBS photocopy, and for much the same reason.

Posted at 4:17 PM to Dyssynergy