They don’t always. At one of the recent Saturday homeless outreach events they told us that the previous week a man had frozen to death sleeping in a doorway.
We don’t want to think about how many stepped over him thinking he was still asleep. (shudder)
Although if Stephen King reads this post he’ll have another million seller written by Saturday.
I thought Stephen King had died.
I found the bill for my next mortgage payment. They saved some postage by putting it in the same envelope as the 1099 for the interest.
I’ll pay it tomorrow after I get the email from the bank telling me how much money I have.