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November 16, 2007
But if they want to come pick up my old shoes or something, they can have them
For the last three months, we've been paying the gas company for the privilege of the opportunity to use gas. This month, we finally used some, and had to pay more than the minimum bill. This is also the first month the bill has not ended in .00, and so it was the first time I noticed that I have been drafted into a charitable donation program known as Operation Roundup.
I'm somewhat familiar with the program, since I'm pretty sure I asked to opt out of it when we signed up for service. Then again, it was months ago, and maybe I meant to opt out but didn't, because it required me to call the gas company or waste a stamp on them for something I feel I should have to opt IN to, not opt out of.
I'm not against donating money, but I would really rather save my change and donate it to the charity of my choice, not the gas company's.
Posted by me at November 16, 2007 8:37 AM