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Posted: 12.06.2001
At my front door
You will not BELIEVE what I just opened my front door to find! The couple that owned this house before us never bothered to forward their mail. They would always ask us just to call them when it arrived, and they'd pick it up once or twice a week because they always "forgot" to fill out the forwarding form. Well after over two months of calling them to come pick it up, and dealing with them always dropping by unannounced, we finally got sick of it. We decided it was time for them to deal with it, and if our calls stopped they might figure it out. So we just started writing "RETURN TO SENDER - NOT AT THIS ADDRESS" in red ink and sticking their mail back in the box. We never got the silly stuff for them either. Just bank statements, credit card bills, mortgage company stuff, etc. -- all bills. (Well, actually all collection notices.) If you peeked through the envelopes they would always say "COLLECTION ACCOUNT", or "FINAL NOTICE", or similar-threatening stuff.

Which brings me to... I was outside with Claire this morning and heard the front doorbell ring. I ran inside and opened it up to what I thought was yet another annoying salesman. But it was a guy with a Citicorp Financial polo, wearing a Citicorp collections badge! He had this huge folder with him, and wanted to know if this was the Dawson's residence! So I said "not since June". Then he said, "You wouldn't happen to have their new address would you?" (I don't.) But I did tell him to try trailers in Brooksville. (Yes, they left this nice, big house to move their two kids in a trailer for "TEN YEARS" while the husband "builds their dream house"! Almost all of their furniture and belongings are supposedly in storage with his crane.). The man got a huge smile on his face, thanked me, and left.

I can't BELIEVE debt collectors come to your door now -- I've never heard of such a thing. I guess the Dawsons really have vanished and their creditors are getting desperate...







a trailer?? you said a trailer?? if i were that guy i would have busted out laughing!

¤ ¤ posted by Holly on December 6, 2001 at 12:44 PM ¤ ¤

Well he did leave with a very big smile on his face! ;-)

¤ ¤ posted by robyn on December 6, 2001 at 12:57 PM ¤ ¤

Priceless! I bet I could guess of a few women who get knocks on their doors during the day. At least they aren't bored while they sit home thinking of new ways to spend thier husband's money.

¤ ¤ posted by Angela on December 6, 2001 at 02:27 PM ¤ ¤




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