Posted by sean on March 29, 2007 at 4:47 pm in Moving House with No Comments


I nearly shat myself this afternoon. I got back from work to find a bill from my gas company, Scottish Power. Upon opening it, I was shocked to read my invoice for the last month – £181.36!!! Nearly £200 for 28 days of gas! I’m not running a fucking sauna!

I immediately rung the company to query the amount and was assured that there was no error and I did indeed owe £181. I found this totally bizarre as my gas usage is minimal. My flat faces south and therefore receives a lot of sun – because of this, the radiators haven’t been turned on once and I have had the windows open most days!

I was proving a difficult customer and the poor girl on the phone was struggling. She suggested I check the gas meter. Upon inspection, I discovered where the fault lay. When the gasman came to read the meter, he must have checked the neighbour’s one – idiot! This reduced my bill from £181 to £17.50. This reduction meant that they owed me money, £7.50 to be exact.

A lesson from this, kids – always read your bills!

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