banking blues
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
The bank that has my line of credit has managed to endear itself to me, already. In order to have automatic payments come out of a checking account, they wanted to build an account for me. I said, "fine." They built the account - and started withdrawing the $3.50 a month - but didn't set up the automatic withdrawals! So, since I'm a good careful Canadian, I kept an eye on things, and noticed that the first month's end had slid by and no payment had been taken out. So I got a-hold of them and asked, and yes, I'd been flagged as having 'missed a payment'. So I chased it around. And around. And around. Seven weeks later, I'm left with the news that once a flag like that is in their records, they can't take it out. My father suggests that I sort everything out in a letter. I'm more inclined to shut down the account the day I get a job.