If you’ve read this blog for a while, one of the threads that was left hanging was our claim on the damages of some of our furniture and belongings when we moved here. After nearly a year, that fateful day had arrived when we’d see the envelope arrive in our mailbox with our names on it from the moving company, a statement of what of our claim they were willing to repay in it, along with, of course, a check (or since we’re in Canada, a cheque).
Not quite. It’s not that they didn’t agree that they had crushed a beautiful coffee table, or that they had bent a set of metal racks for MIDI equipment so that they had to be discarded as junk. No, that was all in order. What was amiss was that the envelope was open (perhaps steamed) and the check that they claimed was enclosed was nowhere to be found. We called the company and left a message, telling them that the check was missing, to please stop payment on it (there was no number, so we had to tell them only what we knew), and to please cut us a new one. It’s hard to believe that after all this time, we find ourselves still waiting, this time because they couldn’t think of a more secure way to send money to us than a plain envelope and a loose check.