Friday, April 02, 2004

I hate the world.

Dear Los Angeles County Property Tax Information Line,

BLOW ME. I didn't ask to receive someone else's delinquent tax demand. I didn't ask to be on hold for a combined 45 minutes between different companies I was told to call (though I can't rightfully hold you responsible for the Postal Inspector's deficiencies). And I certainly didn't ask to get a fucking busy signal when I finally got through your ridiculously long and complicated automated menu.

Frustrated and Angry