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SO...WHAT'S NEW... by b. Malin
ONE CRAZY DAY...
So what's New? Ok, Ok, I'll tell you dear Hubber Friends what's new. We CLOSED on that Condo with the View...In the Marina, with the Breathtaking Sunsets. Sounds Wonderful, Right? Well let's back up to "CLOSING DAY"...That's where this Hub Story begins.
We are at our Bank, "Wells Fargo"...well it's not really our bank, but it's our bank in Florida, for our bank in Jersey, is NOT here. We had opened an account down here last year to put money in for our "Condo to be". Sounded like a good plan to us, and it was. So there we sat, Lover Man and I and the "Transfer Guy". Huh, you say, what's that? Well before I tell you. Let me say that We were instructed by the "Title Company" that a "Wire Transfer" was the way they did the closing now...No "Cashier's Check"..."WIRE TRANSFER".
Ok, ok, no Problem. RIGHT...So now back to "Wire Transfer Man", who is Expertly filling out the Outgoing Wire Transfer Request, which he then assures us will get to the Title Company BEFORE We do! We shake hands and are Happily on our way!
I am proud to report,We actually arrive a few minutes Early and of course sit, and sit past our appointment time...until our "Title Lady" arrives breathlessly and shakes our hands. We are then ushered across the Law offices to a small room, where she knocks softly on the door. It is opened by a not so Happy looking Lawyer. She giggles, (yes, giggles) and tells him, it's just the 3 of us for a Closing and would he mind if we used this Conference Room. He never speaks, he just Glares and leaves.
I ask "Debbie" our Closer, if the Wire Transfer has arrived. "Mmmm I'm not sure" she replies, but not to worry, the girl who brings it over to us is OUT T0 LUNCH, and can bring it to us when she gets back". "Debbie, I say trying to sound sweet, we're not waiting until she gets back to know that it is here"... "Yes, of course you're right, she replies, I'll go check". She comes back about ten minutes later, which gave Lover Man and I time to read all the Diplomas that hung on the walls. Debbie returns, smiles sweetly, says, "It's NOT here yet, but Not To Worry, (Giggle) sometimes they take a few hours to get here...Let's just do all the paper work, it will probably be here before you leave". Lover Man and I look at one another and he squeezes my hand under the table...Which I know means, let it go for now. But I can tell by his expression that he is worried too. So I say to Debbie, "are you sure you don't want us to call the bank"? "No, she giggles, Don't Worry, this happens ALL THE TIME".
Ok, so 1 hour later, we have finished the "Cash" closing, signed our names and the Condo with the View is ours! But still no "Wire Transfer" has arrived. But "Debbie" is NOT WORRIED, and We shouldn't be either...After all the Condo is all ours...And No Cash has exchanged, except on paper. Think about that one for a moment!
So, we now shake hands with Debbie, and pick up our Folder... The Condo is ours...She has assured us she will call us as soon as the "girl" who is NOT BACK from Lunch yet...brings her the "Wire Transfer." A two hour Lunch...Wouldn't you like her job? Debbie walks us to the Elevator and we are soon on our drive back to the Condo with the View.
The Phone Call
At 4pm my cell phone rings, it is "Debbie" with Bad News...The Wire Transfer is NOT there. Now Debbie is worried! We are Mad..."Debbie, I say, why didn't you let me call the Bank when we were with you like I wanted to"? She was silent, no giggle. "Debbie, I said, I will now call the Bank".
I get hold of the Manager, who gives me to the Assistant Manager, a man named "Paul". I explain my Problem. And I tell him, I will write about this, if it doesn't get straightened out NOW. He replies," I remember you, a pretty Blonde, you were in earlier with your Husband. "Yes" I say, feeling so relieved that he remembers us...or Me. Paul say's, "I'm going to put you on hold for about five minutes and run down to the "Transfer Room". I now picture him galloping away like the old Wells Fargo Stage Coach". Soon Paul is back, good news, the "Wire Transfer" went through about 1/2 hour ago". He has even offered to call Debbie and let her know...And would I please Not write about this, or if I do, Not use his Last name...Wells Fargo never really makes Mistakes...Hey Hubbers stop Laughing!
Debbie calls me back about 1/2 hour later. "Giggle, Giggle, the Transfer has arrived"! As I take her phone call, Lover Man and I are out on the "Lanai" looking at a Magnificent Sunset...and at this very moment, all seems right, at the end of One CRAZY Day.