Yesterday was a trick … or today was. One of these two days was definitely a trick and the other a treat.
Yesterday, in the alternate reality in which I lived (or is today the alternate reality?), I spent almost 5 hours trying to get my bank, ye olde Bank of America, to perform a simple transaction. I got transferred, disconnected, connected to the wrong departments, the wrong people, the wrong everything. When I woke up this morning I checked and all of the transactions that I was assured would disappear had not disappeared. All of them had gone through, cleared my account. The money was gone. Zip, zap, finished.
I sighed. Looked at the sky and bemoaned my fate.
Then I called the bank. I got the wrong department of course … but at least I got there in about 3 seconds. The time was so brief I didn’t…
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Ancien Hippie 