You'd Belter Believe It

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Story Sent in by Stephen:

I was to meet Leslie inside a restaurant but she wasn't there when I arrived. Shortly thereafter I received a call from her. She told me that she was in the parking lot but that her seatbelt was stuck and she couldn't slip out of it.

I went right outside, found her in her car, and with some effort, extricated her from her belt. It was indeed stuck and I couldn't unbuckle it, although thankfully I was able to maneuver it such so that she could slip out. So with that feather in my cap, we went to dinner together and had a decent time.

Once the meal was over, she mentioned that she'd have to drive home without a working seatbelt. I advised her to go slow and to bring it into a mechanic the next day. She thanked me again for my help and we parted.

I called her the next day to see how things had gone at the mechanic, and also to see if she wanted to go out again sometime. I left her a message and she never called back.

I didn't hear from her until a week later when she emailed me a bill for her seatbelt repair. I thought it was a joke and I ignored it until she wrote me again the next day to ask if I had received it.

I wrote back that I had and that I was treating it like the joke it was. She countered that it wasn't a joke and that she held me responsible for the belt's issues in the first place. I wrote back to let her know that she'd have to take me to court and that I'd counter-sue and hold her responsible for my attorney's fees.

No response to that. Ever.