Mar 20, 2011 22:55
I have anger. I have awesome amounts of anger. Like, WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH MY STUDENT LOAN COMPANY??? I talked to them twice, last month, because they sent me two bills, with different amounts, and then a third bill with like a hundred and thirty five dollar late fee.
Now, for the record, I don't care about late fees when it comes to the money. I might have said this before, but I'll repeat it. I care because paying late can ensure you never have a government job, especially a high level one (i.e. if I wanted to work for the FBI or some shit). It impacts your credit. It will fucking hurt my eventual career. I am METICULOUS about not paying those goddamned bills late, which, if you know me, is like motherfucking magic because I am meticulous in few things. So, I talk to the loan company, twice. Both times, they assure me the late fee is a crossed line and I owe x amount. I pay. I relax. I open my bill this month, and there's a thirty five cent late fee.
Thirty five cents, what's thirty five cents? UM MY ENTIRE LUNCH BREAK TOMORROW TO ENSURE THAT I REMAIN A SUITABLE CANDIDATE FOR EVERY JOB I EVER WANTED. FUCK YOU STUDENT LOAN CENTER, FUCK. YOU.
I'm honestly beginning to believe they just like listening to me talk. What the fucking fuck?
i sold my soul for a college education