Last week in preparation for her move she called the L___n Special Utility District (the water supplier for the town) and asked how much the deposit was for water service. She was told, "Twenty dollars, but the Board will meet next week to discuss revising that."
She went in yesterday and was told the Board had indeed revised the deposit/application fee....to $300. Yikes! Effective when? Tomorrow.
"OK, I'm here today with all the paperwork you require, and here's my $20."
"No ma'am, it will be $300."
"No, you said that's effective tomorrow. I'm here today. Here's my $20."
"But you're not moving until next month. By then that will be the required deposit."
"So I can't make application in advance?"
"Of course....you can make it tomorrow."
*Sigh*
"I need to speak to someone with some authority, please."
"You come walkin' in here like you're Miss Priss....you git on down the road. Looks like you're not movin' to L___n!"
"If you don't take my deposit right now, I'm leaving here and going straight to the news media. They'll have a field day with this one!"
HMFIC gets involved.
"Blah, blah, blah, but, but"....they took her $20 cash deposit and gave her a receipt.
Fifteen minutes later a member of the Board of Directors of the L___n Special Utility District (Otis' idiot son?) calls fire-spitting daughter....
"Seems to me you're just trying to beat the deposit increase."
"Well, I can't really blame you, but I'm going to have to make some phone calls. This has never happened before."
"Knock yourself out. BTW, I'm holding signed receipt number 1234 dated today acknowledging my application and deposit. Game. Set. Match."
That's my kid! The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
*Occasionally that's not a bad thing.* :)
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