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i'm a composer (yes, i want a cookie, jerk). i recently received a royalty check from a certain performing rights organization. why am i so worried about protecting everyone's anonymity? i don't know, i just am. paranoid? yes, i am. deal with it, ass.

anyway, this royalty check was for the following work:
Cretin

that was the title. ummmmmmmmm, i searched my memory (didn't take long), and i've never written such a thing. but i got this check. so of course, i cashed it first, then called this organization (out of curiosity) to see if i had written it and maybe i just forgot. very possible, my memory is shitty.

here's the conversation (condensed for time/space):

"Hey... uh... what was the name of the piece i got paid for?"
Do you have your payment statement?
Uh...... no. I uh..... lost it.
Ok, what's your member number?
It's xxxxxxxxxxxx85.
Ok, it appears you were paid erroneously. What you need to do, to ensure that you don't keep receiving checks, is to call the titling department and correct this error.

~Long pause while i think about this~


I'll get right on that. ~Click~