Imagine my chagrin to hear Commissioner Dave McLean’s three years deliquent paying the rent on his bar.
To: Margate City Attorney Eugene M. Steinfeld
Are you high? Baked? Smoking the good shit? I mean, WTF is going on man?
You know, when I am a day late paying my AT&T cellular bill, they bitch me out via a TXT message. Three days and the emails and faxes start. Day five has a ringing in my head (I am thinking Ms. Cleo and her psychic network have been called into action). On the six day, blessed silence (including a phone that is no longer ringing).
So imagine my chagrin to hear your confusion about what to do with Commissioner Dave McLean‘s three year delinquency on paying the rent on his bar.
What’s the confusion? Throw the fucking bum out of the space. Sue him in Court, get a judgment (even a paper one), end of story. Find another renter who isn’t a deadbeat. Or go with Plan B — have McLean pay off the tab using his city credit card.
If you need to borrow a pair, just ask Commissioner Stacy Ritter. She’s been helping me kick ass over in Lauderdale Lakes… You could take a few lessons from the dame.
If you get the chance, ask McLean if he graduated from the Sylvia Poitier School for the Advanced Study of How Not To Properly Manage Your Money and/or Fuck The Taxpayer.
PS I’m guessing McLean drinks too much. Tell him 90 meetings in 90 days. See if he can get Lindsay Lohen as his sponsor.