Big wheel keeps on turning
As if to demonstrate the slow but deadly rotation of bureaucratic gears, the University of British Columbia housing department sent me notice today that I am being fined for having a dirty oven: in the winter of 2003. I think that's from the period when I was living with my abusive and criminal varsity hockey playing roommates.
The fine is $25, to be split between four long-dispersed (and two much despised) roommates, so the natural thing is just to pay it and be done with the matter. Even so, it strikes me as exceptionally odd that they would literally wait years to serve me with notice of such a thing. They want to be paid by May 5th.
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That is retarded! Don't put up with that shit!
God, why I am still surprised when they do things like that!?
Kerrie,
In principle, I agree. But it's six bucks: not worth a fight.
I'd say send them a cheque dated from the time (Jan 2004) - perhaps they won't be able to cash it any more!
(Though, no doubt you're right. As much as this deserves some response, it probably isn't worth it)
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