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Ye gods just take our money already!!!
Nov. 2nd, 2009 04:53 pmBeloved and I are moving bank accounts. Not for any special reason beyond that said bank has many more branches in convenient places for us and I’d rather go to the pokey little not!branch 5 minute walk away than a 25 minute drive (the next nearest bank), especially for our not!lottery account. All is good, yes?
So we went, took 10 squillion forms of ID. Spoke to the nice smiley lady behind the counter, signed, all smiley and happy.
Then the paperwork arrived and they’d got Beloved down as Mrs (My Last Name) Le Sigh.
So back we go and explain that Beloved is not a woman and does not have my last name.
Paperwork arrived. The account is now in my name only. Sigh.
Back to the bank and explain that Beloved does actually exist and does want to be on the account. Here, look at our 10 squillion forms of ID. Yes, we shall sign forms again.
Paperwork arrived. We now have 2 bank accounts. 1 in his name. 1 in mine. Sigh.
Back to the bank, present 10 squillion forms of ID. We want one account. In both of our names. Yes both of us. Yes, on the same account. Yes. Really. YES damn it. Stop asking that question.
We have decided that the cashier is slightly less intelligent than the desk she sits behind. Honestly, I wish she'd just turned over all the paperwork to fill out to me and not tried to be so "helpful." This is even worse then when we tried to get the utilities in both our names. I’m starting to remember why we went to the big branches in the cities to begin with.
But we finally have the bank account up, at least - and several more grey hairs.
So we went, took 10 squillion forms of ID. Spoke to the nice smiley lady behind the counter, signed, all smiley and happy.
Then the paperwork arrived and they’d got Beloved down as Mrs (My Last Name) Le Sigh.
So back we go and explain that Beloved is not a woman and does not have my last name.
Paperwork arrived. The account is now in my name only. Sigh.
Back to the bank and explain that Beloved does actually exist and does want to be on the account. Here, look at our 10 squillion forms of ID. Yes, we shall sign forms again.
Paperwork arrived. We now have 2 bank accounts. 1 in his name. 1 in mine. Sigh.
Back to the bank, present 10 squillion forms of ID. We want one account. In both of our names. Yes both of us. Yes, on the same account. Yes. Really. YES damn it. Stop asking that question.
We have decided that the cashier is slightly less intelligent than the desk she sits behind. Honestly, I wish she'd just turned over all the paperwork to fill out to me and not tried to be so "helpful." This is even worse then when we tried to get the utilities in both our names. I’m starting to remember why we went to the big branches in the cities to begin with.
But we finally have the bank account up, at least - and several more grey hairs.