Uhhhh...right. No way to prove it. No box, no soda bottle, no receipt and they paid in cash.
Oh, and just now calling today to tell me about the problem. So, I gave them corporate's number and I was threatened with legal action, the police and the better business bureau.
If your dad is such a hot shot attorney, surely he knows about burden of proof.
I called corporate and talked to someone there. She isn't too concerned about the guy and agrees with me that it seems like a scammer. I hate scammers. I was so pissed off because the guy was being such a dick to me that I almost started crying. It wasn't sadness crying, it was the angry crying. Don't you hate that?
Anynoodles, tonight I am headed to a place I never thought I would go to...North on Fourth. Yes, that's right. A couple of my drivers invited me to go with them for $1 drinks. I'm happy to oblige that, even if I have to put up with a couple of fairly uncouth individuals. :)
Just hope I don't tie one on too tight, got my 9 a.m. meeting in the morning. Can't be too hungover for that. :)
Called my grandfather about a personal loan to be paid back with interest. He wasn't interested in the interest (that's a fun sentence to say) but I told him that he'd have to get over it and take it, because he was gonna get it.
I'm going to set up a payment plan with him for it, if he can get the money for me. I hope he can, I don't want to do this refinance option that I have on the backburner. It seems sketchy to me.