the end of the Old Landlady Saga
Dec. 6th, 2004 04:01 pmSo.
Turns out that the check she cashed wasn't the deposit check.
Turns out that last November, I wrote her the rent check and somehow, failed to notice that she never deposited it.
I have no record of this outstanding check. You'd think I'd keep track, but then, the bank finally sent me the scan of what the check looked like, and sure enough it is actually a check I wrote. I found the stub.
I have no record of this. But it's perfectly likely I got confused; the rent arrangements were sort of scrambled in those days, with Dave paying every other time except sometimes, and me paying as often as I could afford it, and all kinds of brouhaha over the overpriced groceries and ridiculous phone and Internet bills we were splitting.
Apparently, the Old Landlady's husband was cleaning and found an unopened envelope that had fallen off the side of the desk. And in it was this check, that in 20 more days would have no longer been valid.
So she cashed it.
And, legally, it's hers.
Because unlike some banks who only honor a check for 180 days, mine does 365.
So that money is in fact legally hers.
Dave was the one who finally got in contact with her, but if it had been me I would have ripped her a new one about being a bit more professional and timely in her dealings with clients. She rents millions of dollars worth of property and can't keep track of the rent checks?
Also, gives her tenants guilt trips because if we don't pay on time she can't pay her mortgage? And then doesn't cash the check for a year?
Right.
So, I'm thoroughly depressed. I guess it's nice to not be cheated, but what happened still totally sucks.
She wasn't even sorry.
Turns out that the check she cashed wasn't the deposit check.
Turns out that last November, I wrote her the rent check and somehow, failed to notice that she never deposited it.
I have no record of this outstanding check. You'd think I'd keep track, but then, the bank finally sent me the scan of what the check looked like, and sure enough it is actually a check I wrote. I found the stub.
I have no record of this. But it's perfectly likely I got confused; the rent arrangements were sort of scrambled in those days, with Dave paying every other time except sometimes, and me paying as often as I could afford it, and all kinds of brouhaha over the overpriced groceries and ridiculous phone and Internet bills we were splitting.
Apparently, the Old Landlady's husband was cleaning and found an unopened envelope that had fallen off the side of the desk. And in it was this check, that in 20 more days would have no longer been valid.
So she cashed it.
And, legally, it's hers.
Because unlike some banks who only honor a check for 180 days, mine does 365.
So that money is in fact legally hers.
Dave was the one who finally got in contact with her, but if it had been me I would have ripped her a new one about being a bit more professional and timely in her dealings with clients. She rents millions of dollars worth of property and can't keep track of the rent checks?
Also, gives her tenants guilt trips because if we don't pay on time she can't pay her mortgage? And then doesn't cash the check for a year?
Right.
So, I'm thoroughly depressed. I guess it's nice to not be cheated, but what happened still totally sucks.
She wasn't even sorry.
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Date: 2004-12-06 09:11 pm (UTC)Yeah, it's legally hers. It's not morally hers. But that doesn't help a whole lot.
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Date: 2004-12-06 09:52 pm (UTC)If I liked her, I'd console myself with the thought that hers will be a very merry christmas indeed with all that extra money.
But I never really liked her, so it's scant consolation. Because my Christmas is going to suck.
And she wasn't. Even. Sorry.