Reign in Acai
Of Elephant and Man
I just came down from a palpitating rage over a $15 late fee accrued on a statement where the due was no larger than the late fee itself. Flaming fucking Jews baseball teaming a minora until their assholes turn green. This card was the oldest line of credit on my record, but I was more than willing to tell Chase to fuck off back to Ishtar, and close the account on principle. What set me off was the fact that I submitted my payment by the due (today), but was tardy two hours beyond the 5pm PST dead. Really kikes, really? Nevertheless, I spoke to a wondrous lass who had some wits and compassion about her, and who was able to do what the first douche rep couldn't. I'm now $15 richer and may now afford to go buy a twelve pack of Coastal Fog once my apoplexy subsides.