The 'finance monster' is back

He sleeps under your bed (or as in the case of this pic, in your closet - perhaps he is a gay monster) and comes out when you least expect him to.

He recently resurfaced in the form of a letter from my electricity provider. And he had a not-so-nice message about how I wasn't keeping my account up to date.

(insert obligatory monster noise here)

This finance monster has stated that he will be adding $150 to my electric bill next month to top up my initial deposit. Odd, considering that I paid a $400 deposit back in January this year and I only owe about $170 on my electricity bill.

Do you think that will shut the little finance monster up? Hell no! And no matter how hard you try to hide from him, swat him with a rolled up newspaper, or even try coax him into having a chat, he remains fierce and ugly and mean.

I don't like monsters under my bed. Or in my closet. Or behind the door. In fact, other than my two cats, I don't really like anything else with a heart beat in my apartment. Especially when I'm not there. That's just creepy.