A trip down Recent Memory Lane leads to You Must Be Joking Avenue

A few months ago on the morning after the last election, I hit the wall with frustration when asked to stay in the field for another week and wound up putting a hole in the wall.

Today I received a letter sent to my work address from the local campaign saying they hold me responsible for the damage and the cost of repairing it.

I'm not paying.

Whether or not I am morally or legally liable, I am not paying $214.50 to the campaign that I worked on every day for a month in a town far from home where I didn't know anyone outside of work.  I am not paying a campaign that got a month of days and nights out of my life at no cost whatsoever to them.

I'm not paying.