A $200 ASSAULT ON MY SANITY

 
MetroHealth hospital said they’d pay me $200 — a portion of a tenant’s rent. The tenant was hospitalized and getting financial assistance.

But Metro didn’t pay, right off. They said they paid. And this was after I had filled out a couple hospital forms and mailed them in, and waited six weeks. Metro said they had sent the payment ACH. I didn’t get it, or maybe I did and was losing my mind.

I reached a Metro employee who said the payment wasn’t ACH, after all. It was a regular check mailed USPS. Metro said the check had cleared. When? Metro even read me the Metro check number. I was nuts, certified by a hospital.

And I didn’t have the check! No sign of it in my bank account or anywhere else. All this aggravation for $200?

A few weeks later Metro contacted me and said, “We’re going to reissue the check and mail it.” This, I assert, is an admission that Metro was nuts, and I wasn’t. (At least for the moment.)

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Got the check.

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I had an op-ed in the Cleveland Plain Dealer last week: “The bait-and-switch of our beautiful lakes.”

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Yiddishe Cup plays TONIGHT (Wed. Aug 27) at 7 p.m. at the outdoor, covered Wain Pavilion on the grounds of Park Synagogue, 27500 Shaker Blvd., Pepper Pipes, Ohio. There are chairs. The concert is free. And if you want, you can donate to Magen David Adom (the Israel Red Cross) at the show.