Am I walking funny...cuz I just got raped.
My bank sucks. Oh man do they suck. Before I left for summer break, I checked my account balance and it came out to $355.80. Figuring I had money, I spent about $100 in the few days before I left and then headed back. While I was gone apparently they realized their mistake and adjusted my account into the negative...over $150. So mail from them piled up while no one was here. After all of their bullshit surcharges, I ended up being $222 in the red. Wow...what balls these people have. Their stance was that I should have had my mail forwarded...they didn't know I tried and the post office won't do it for a month. So then, again, without me knowing, they closed my account and stated that they needed me to pay them within a week or else a collection agency would be contacted (because you know how loaded college kids are!). After a bunch of bullshit about how it was all my fault and not their problem, I paid the balance to avoid a bad mark on my credit report. Then I asked to open another account (they're pretty much the only game in town). Nope...can't do it. So now I'm screwed. I tried so hard to be calm and polite and choke back the bile of resentment...until my parting words. After all of this the woman asked me if I wanted my records she'd printed off to which my response was (literally) "no...ya know what...just uh...shove 'em right back up your ass". Fucks.
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