The Litigator strikes again
May 30, 2002
My sophomore year of college, I was pushed off campus by an inflexible, unresponsive bureaucracy. So, I got an apartment. Towards the end of that year, we had The Flood. My roommate and I woke up to a completely soaked carpet and incessant banging on our door. Apparently, something in our apartment (by comparing the descriptions of the neighboring apartments with ours) managed to unleash a deluge throughout the night. To this day I still do not know what did it, since no water was running when we awoke. Frustratingly, the apartment complex decided this nocturnal soaking was our responsibility and decided to bill us for a very large sum. Of course, since this was no fault of ours, we disputed the bill and handed the matter over to the University's Student Legal Services. Until yesterday, that was the last I had heard of the matter, aside from admonitions from our lawyer that everything was fine.
Yesterday, however, Mark, my roommate,'s mother received a summons to appear in court. Also named in the case were my father and myself. Hopefully, the case is still being handled by SLS, despite the fact that both Mark and I have graduated. I'm hoping that the apartment complex is only using this as a last ditch effort to see what they can get, since I certainly do not want to have to fly down to Florida on my budget to attend hearings in a frivolous legal case.
Its been three years since the incident occured and I thought the fallout was overwith. Now I expect it may take another three, if Camelot (the apartment complex) really plans to pursue this case.