let me hear your voice tonight (
alexseanchai) wrote2011-12-02 07:42 pm
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I got nailed with the insufficient funds fee not twice but four times. Two of them today, and I deposited six hundred dollars today. What the ever-loving fuck.
Banks are worse than this?
I suppose I didn't really have other plans for that $140...
(to the people who bought things off my Etsy in the past couple days: thank you ♥♥♥)
And now the one credit card company isn't letting me add a new payment account without the security word I've gone and forgotten. Lovely. The others are not giving me this trouble.
Banks are worse than this?
I suppose I didn't really have other plans for that $140...
(to the people who bought things off my Etsy in the past couple days: thank you ♥♥♥)
And now the one credit card company isn't letting me add a new payment account without the security word I've gone and forgotten. Lovely. The others are not giving me this trouble.
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(In other news, your Christmas present arrived. Thankyou!)
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I'm glad for that.
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*and all the other hidden expenses to being poor
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I've been looking around for a credit union or local bank to move my money to, and I know it's been bewildering how different policies can be from one place to the next. :(
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ETA: Sent the credit union a politely worded nastygram. We'll see what comes of it.
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Tchep. Banks have SHARP practices.
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(I repeat: this is a credit union. Credit unions aren't supposed to do this shit.)
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...That slogan works better than expected...
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I don't know anybody in Occupy Thistown, though, and the only time I have to go sit with them is after work (when it's dark and cold) and weekends (when I have other things needing done, and also it's cold). And the sad part is? Part of the impetus to switch from Big Bank to Little Credit Union was Occupy. (Other part was Mom's joint on the Big Bank account and kept asking awkward questions about where my money goes.)