My Dark Side

I must confess to having a dark side. It disturbs my normal equanimity when I get a silly invoice. This month, a credit card company has billed me the grand sum of $2.32. Last month, I paid the balance on time, but in their money grubbing ways, they've figured out how to extract another ounce of flesh. It's not worth fighting or complaining, but I do have my own silly, little way of getting back at them.

Here's what I do — sometimes. When I am invoiced for a paltry amount which I don't think is fair, I overpay — just by a little. In this case, I've sent the company $2.35, three cents more than required. In turn, because there is a balance, they will go to the expense of mailing me with a statement next month ... and the month after if I choose. This can go on for a long time.

Oh, I'm not that dark, and I won't let my little game go on forever, but it gives me a modicum of satisfaction to use their own rules against them. I do know it's all done by computer and that no human will ever notice ... but still ...

Petty, I know.

My dark side isn't really all that dark. Is it?