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I have 20 articles that are due by the 29th, half of them by the day after the C day.
Busy is good. After that Twitter marathon I think this will be, well, not easy, but do-able, although these will take a bit of research.
Hosting reviews and life insurance in the UK. Sure do run the gamut. Good thing I'm a well-rounded kinda gal.
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A while back I had problems getting paid by a client and wrote it off as a "hosing" moment. Several weeks after I had given up, the fee appeared in my PayPal account with an accompanying email that apologized and quoted some internal problems as the reason. Since it was finally paid and the email was so gracious, I thanked the new supervisor and said I was open to more business as long as there was a deposit on my services.
Well, the other day I received a notice from PayPal that this payment was disputed, but since 45 days had passed it was tough luck for the disputer, as far as PayPal was concerned. They encouraged me to get in touch with the customer to fix the problem.
What problem? I did the work, you paid me (finally), end of story, right? Uh, not so much.
I emailed the payment address (which was different from the address from which the work originates, but that's not unusual) and said, hey, I heard you have a problem with the payment, I'm open to discuss.
The response I got back was, "Please send me my money back."
That was it.
To make a long story short, the person on the end of this email told me he thought I was a man named Liam, that he never received any service or product from me, and he wanted his money back. I pointed out there's no way he could mistake me for Liam, whoever that was, because my NAME is my PP address. Duh. (Okay, I didn't say "Duh". But I sure was thinking it.) The whole thing just smelled as fishy as the chum tank of a crabbing boat in the Bering Sea.
Then he tells me he needs the money back because he's trying to buy a last-minute Christmas gift for his girlfriend and he needs $300. (I was paid $70.)
o.O
Oh, reeeaaaallly. Tell you what. Here's the contact info I have on the company who contracted my services and sent me the payment. You figure it out, because I'm confused and I don't have time for this bullshit. (I didn't say that. But I sure was thinking it.)
He said, thanks for the info -- looks like we both got swindled.
Huh? I got my money, motherheifer. And I'm keeping it until you can prove beyond a shadow of a doubt (and the burden of proof is upon you, my friend, so it is) that it belongs to you.
Thing is, if it hadn't been over 45 days when he tried to dispute the payment, PP would have refunded him and then let me try to recover the money. That's effed up.
And THEN, I start to wonder how many other payments he tried to dispute to get back the money in order to "buy his girlfriend a present". And how successful he might have been in that endeavor. Or how many people actually refunded his money, buying into his story.
The sharks. They're everywhere.
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Okay, enough yakking. Gotta write.
Feels good to say that, actually.
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I have 20 articles that are due by the 29th, half of them by the day after the C day.
Busy is good. After that Twitter marathon I think this will be, well, not easy, but do-able, although these will take a bit of research.
Hosting reviews and life insurance in the UK. Sure do run the gamut. Good thing I'm a well-rounded kinda gal.
****
A while back I had problems getting paid by a client and wrote it off as a "hosing" moment. Several weeks after I had given up, the fee appeared in my PayPal account with an accompanying email that apologized and quoted some internal problems as the reason. Since it was finally paid and the email was so gracious, I thanked the new supervisor and said I was open to more business as long as there was a deposit on my services.
Well, the other day I received a notice from PayPal that this payment was disputed, but since 45 days had passed it was tough luck for the disputer, as far as PayPal was concerned. They encouraged me to get in touch with the customer to fix the problem.
What problem? I did the work, you paid me (finally), end of story, right? Uh, not so much.
I emailed the payment address (which was different from the address from which the work originates, but that's not unusual) and said, hey, I heard you have a problem with the payment, I'm open to discuss.
The response I got back was, "Please send me my money back."
That was it.
To make a long story short, the person on the end of this email told me he thought I was a man named Liam, that he never received any service or product from me, and he wanted his money back. I pointed out there's no way he could mistake me for Liam, whoever that was, because my NAME is my PP address. Duh. (Okay, I didn't say "Duh". But I sure was thinking it.) The whole thing just smelled as fishy as the chum tank of a crabbing boat in the Bering Sea.
Then he tells me he needs the money back because he's trying to buy a last-minute Christmas gift for his girlfriend and he needs $300. (I was paid $70.)
o.O
Oh, reeeaaaallly. Tell you what. Here's the contact info I have on the company who contracted my services and sent me the payment. You figure it out, because I'm confused and I don't have time for this bullshit. (I didn't say that. But I sure was thinking it.)
He said, thanks for the info -- looks like we both got swindled.
Huh? I got my money, motherheifer. And I'm keeping it until you can prove beyond a shadow of a doubt (and the burden of proof is upon you, my friend, so it is) that it belongs to you.
Thing is, if it hadn't been over 45 days when he tried to dispute the payment, PP would have refunded him and then let me try to recover the money. That's effed up.
And THEN, I start to wonder how many other payments he tried to dispute to get back the money in order to "buy his girlfriend a present". And how successful he might have been in that endeavor. Or how many people actually refunded his money, buying into his story.
The sharks. They're everywhere.
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Okay, enough yakking. Gotta write.
Feels good to say that, actually.
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