So I got my money back on Friday! Here's what happened...
I sent that last email with no hope that the fifth time would be the charm. But then Thursday night got a phone all from her. As per usual I ignored it. I haven't been taking her calls because I haven't been confident I could not yell and scream. I figured the best way to resolve this was to not stoop to her level. So I ignored the call.
She didn't leave a message but a few minutes later I got a text asking me to come to her house and get the check. Obviously she again hadn't mailed it when she said she would. She said she wanted to make sure I got it and get a receipt from me. I told her there was no way I was going out of my way for her and if she wanted to give me the check she would have to bring it to me.
She asked where and after a few minutes of back and forth we arranged a meeting place close to my house but not at my house (like I want her to know where I live!)
So having a while I took a shower but then I had second thoughts. First of all she says it's a cashiers check but do I know how to recognize a forgery? Second if it is a forgery, I gave her a receipt. How would that play out in court? She could say I had taken her money and run.
So I texted back, said I'd changed my mind and would only accept cash. So I agreed to meet her at her bank Friday at noon to cash the check. She was mad but agreed.
The next day I got there a little early. She texted and said she'd be late. I told her I would give her ten minutes and then I was leaving. That worried her I think and she texted me every turn she took from her house until she called from her car. She was finally there.
I met her in the parking lot. I moved in there in January and she was a bit of a drunk but kind of normal. Now she had her stripper tits (sorry no other way to describe them) on full display in a hot pink short tank top, short shorts and new butt length skanky extensions. Biting my tongue I followed her in. She gave me a constant string of excuses...I said nothing. She handed me the check... I said nothing. We walked to the counter...I said nothing. I got my money (plus court costs)...I said nothing, didn't give her a receipt and walked out the door.
I never have to deal with that creature again. But I am considering reporting the house to the Health Department...too mean?