Originally Posted by Baren*eh*ked_canadian

Ok, so here's what happened. I did confront him when he got home, and I told him that I found some tickets upstairs while I was looking through the paperwork. He said he was really upset and ashamed that he had even gotten pulled over for speeding in the first place, but the really expensive ticket, the one about the registration, was being contested so, no, it has not been paid. It turns out, it wasn't even the registration, it was a payment for his license, and he never received the papers telling him to even GO make a payment, and on his license it says payment due Sept. 2010, not 2009, so he didn't know. He DID do his change of address, and I actually PAID for Canada Post to forward our mail to our new address... we never got his papers. So anyway, yeah, it was a stupid ticket, and the fines for not making a payment on the license are 500% of the price for the license fee... now THAT is rediculous!
So, yeah, he did keep it from me, but he was waiting to get an answer about the contestation. The speeding ticket was 158 bucks, he deserved that, and that one has been paid. He did agree that he never should have kept that from me, but he didn't really know what to say, since he was contesting the ticket in the first place, and would never have put that kind of money anywhere without discussing it first.

ETA: oh yeah, he was coming back from a spirit weekend for his accounting team in school. He's one of three ppl representing the accounting department in his university for the commerce games between universities, and this was one of their events.

Sasha has a short fuse, but he's never abusive, I just want to clear that up. I do tend to just let him b!tch and moan because for some reason, that makes him feel better,and I don't feel like arguing over something completly stupid. He's never ever been violent, not even verbally abusive towards me. Most of the time he's just kind of moody, and I dont' like to hear about the fact that I didn't fold his underpants the right way, or he doesn't want me to put this or that shirt in the dryer, or these t-shirts go in the drawer, and these t-shirts go hung up in the closet, not the other way around. I'm more like, whatever, if I don't see that shirt in the drawer, it's probably in the closet, duh. He's an accountant, he likes to be organized and has his own system, lol!