Please hold the line

What a morning... I've just spent the better part of 3 hours on the phone to various companies trying to sort out bills I've received from when I was living in Bendigo.
It's always scary when you find 'Final Demand' notices sitting there waiting for you.

It pisses me off just a little bit though, I'm normally pretty anal about paying my bills on time and after I left the house I made sure I'd paid what I needed to and even left extra to cover it just in case.
So when I find out that I have debt collectors coming after me I get a little pissed off!

So I ring my old housemate and do the nice thing of asking if he ever paid the bills I left him the money for... His response... 'Yeah man, I got that sorted ages ago!'
My response: *bite tongue to avoid ripping shreds off him* 'Are you sure, because I had a lovely phone call from a debt collector this morning'

The rest of the conversation went something along the lines of 'Well I get paid on Friday, we can sort it out then' -No apology for stealing my money, or for fucking me round. (I don't think he realises that I'm going to be asking for about $300)

GRRRR! And people wonder why I get pissed off at them!

So now I'm wondering what my money really got spent on... and by that I mean, great. I've just funded a weekend of booze and spliff for the little fuckhead.

So I managed to beg and plead with the phone, electricity and gas companies to give me an extension on payments. The first chick I spoke to thought it was quite amusing when I thanked her and told her I was about to rip my old housemate a new arsehole. I guess it was a nice change that my anger was being directed at someone else and not her.

I guess I've learned my lesson here too... Don't trust your housemate to pay things on time.

Bring on Melbourne... (I figure if I keep visualising me moving, it'll be even more likely to happen!)