Every three months, the gas bill arrived at Mervyn Lee's house, addressed to "Mrs Enid Tootle". Despite numerous complaints to the Gas and Fuel Corporation, and even a photocopy of his driver's licence, the bills kept arriving incorrectly addressed. Mervyn phoned the Gas and Fuel.
"You've got my name wrong again," he told them.
"We've got you down as being Mrs Enid Tootle," the woman at the other end said.
"But my name is Mervyn Lee. MERVYN LEE," said Mervyn.
"I'll see what I can do Mrs Tootle. Bye," the assistant told him. The next bill arrived for "Mrs Enyd Tootle".
Mervyn phoned the Gas & Fuel, and yelled obscenities for five minutes. He felt a lot better.
One day, Mervyn had an idea. He phoned the Gas & Fuel.
"Hello, it's Mervyn Lee here."
"Hello Mrs Tootle, how can I help you?"
"I want you to change the name on my account. It keeps being incorrectly addressed. I'm not going to pay the bill until you address it to Mervyn Lee. No more Mrs Tootle."
The Gas & Fuel disconnected his supply. That winter, Mervyn froze to death.
The September account was addressed to Mervyn Lee. But Mervyn didn't pay it. Because he was dead.
