Pardon me....I need to rant...
[rant-on]I'm starting to have a much greater understanding of what makes some people go postal.
I've been taking a break from working for the past two years and lived off the proceeds from selling my house. Now that I'm out looking for work again, I figured I'd apply for unemployment benefits since I paid into the fund for 18 years while at my previous employer. Come to find out, my application has been denied because I haven't been employed in the last 18 months. Hello! Exactly why was I paying MY money into that unemployment fund again? And why can't I have the benefit of MY money when I need it?
So, anyway...anticipating a financial squeeze in the near future I put a stop to all the automatic electronic payments I'd been using over the years to pay bills. I was able to instantly stop all of them except one, my rent payment. Never mind that when I signed up for the electronic payment I had written a discontinuation date of September 30th on it that was ignored by the management company and bank. Never mind that I again requested a halt via telephone to the manager. Never mind that the bank would not let me discontinue the automatic payment from MY account, saying that the vendor had to issue the stop order. Never mind that the only way to prevent my account from being overdrawn by the automatic payment was to place a stop payment on the electronic payment for a $25 fee and was told that this still does not guarantee the payment will not be attempted. Never mind that the electronic request did in fact go through and was rejected for insufficient funds for another $25 ding. On top of all that, the apartment management company now wants to charge me a $50 fee for the "returned check" because my telephone request to them had to have been made before the 15th! A check I never wrote or issued, and have tried to stop in every way possible!
Yep, I can very easily understand what leads people to go postal... I really really hate bureaucracy and corporate greed. The sad part is I desperataely need a job and am forced to participate in the very thing I hate.
[rant-off]
Okay, I feel better. It's safe to come out from your hiding places again.