Pay Up

Ah, credit companies. Apparently not even death gets in the way of seeking the balance on one's credit card bill. The NYT had a front-page story today on one credit company and its approach to calling distraught relatives to collect on unpaid bills of the deceased.

Reminds me of a lyric in the old jazz standard "St. James Infirmary": "Put a twenty- dollar gold piece on my watch chain, so the boys will know that I died standin' pat."

By Adam Bernstein |  March 4, 2009; 12:11 PM ET  | Category:  Adam Bernstein
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