Timeline:
August of last year - we listed our lot for sale since we’d just closed on the purchase of our house and we no longer needed a building lot.
Up until 2 weeks ago - some interest, some bad news, some discouragement.
Two weeks ago - contract that met our terms, including a fast closing. Yay.
May 3 - closing on sale of lot. All went well except the closing attorney goofed - thought we still lived in FL and charged us some state fee levied on out of state sellers. No big. Our realtor caught the error and the attorney promised a check for the difference (just a bit over $600) would be mailed forthwith.
May 6 - I called the lawyer’s office because the check hadn’t arrived yet - I wanted to be sure they sent it to Mechanicsville and not to Florida. I was informed that yes, they had the correct address, and the check had been mailed on May 5. Not exactly forthwith, but OK.
May 7 - no check in mail. It’s Saturday, I couldn’t have done anything with it anyway. No big.
May 9 - no check in mail. Call lawyer’s office. “The check was mailed on Friday.” “But I was told it had been sent on Thursday,” I protested. But OK, if it was sent Friday, I should have it on Tuesday.
May 10 - Tuesday. Guess what - no check. Now I’m miffed. Yet another call to the lawyer’s office. I didn’t labor much to disguise my anger. “I’m sorry, Shannon made a mistake - it was mailed out yesterday.” Assuming “yesterday” was end of the work day, it didn’t get to the post office till Tuesday morning. When I got off the phone with them, I called my realtor and told her she probably didn’t want to do business with this particular office. Ever. I was not happy.
Lest you think I’m unreasonable, I live 17 miles from the law office. Same county. Different zip code. I could drive there in 20 minutes.
I didn’t call today. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt. If it’s not here tomorrow, I’m not sure what I’m going to do. I may drive down there and talk to someone face to face.
I don’t think I’m being unreasonable. It’s been a week. It’s not a huge amount of money. But it’s my money and I want it.
Stoopit lawyer office. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR