Apologies, in advance for any colorful language in this very funny piece about the act of calling your bank – with a mischievous twist of honesty and transparency.
This is not unlike the kinds of calls I make to the numerous banks, to which I’m currently in debt, in trying to keep this newsletter and website afloat, after the proverbial jackboot was placed on my neck and when, what had once been a profitable enterprise turned into an unaffordable money pit, when Google suddenly defunded me along with thousands of others, without any warning or explicit or comprehensible explanation.
O joy, O bliss.
Check out the bank’s “hold” music, which is particularly funny.
