Starts off with a check for way overdue taxes (slew of errors on all sides) that is supposed to have been mailed directly to Arlington County (from A/P in Orlando) sitting in my chair. I call the woman that is supposed to get it, fax her a copy, package it up to mail it to her w/ the documentation, and it would seem that all is well. She is happy, I am happy.
WRONG!
The police showed up to inspect and sieze our assets over this check!! Fortunately, our division head was able to talk them into coming back tomorrow - fortunately, I had a copy of the check, and the mail hadn’t gone out yet, so we’re dropping it off there. I called her and asked why the police were here - she said she didn’t send them. So, who knows, but they’re gone and we’ll have a receipt tomorrow morning when they come back.
It was a fluke to begin with that the check ended up back in my hands. It shouldn’t have. Good karma or something it would seem. I don’t need that kind of excitement.
