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> > THE TIMES - - Letter of the Year:

> >

> > A SENIOR MOMENT - (I PRAY TO GOD THAT I HAVE THEM LIKE THIS......)

> >

> > An elderly lady actually wrote this letter to her bank.

> >

> > The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in The

> >

> > Times and this newspaper thanks him most sincerely.

> >

> > Dear Sir,

> >

> > I am writing to thank you for bouncing my cheque with which I endeavoured to pay my

plumber last month. By my calculations, three 'nanoseconds' must have elapsed between

his presenting the cheque and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honour it.

> >

> > I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my Pension, an arrangement which,

I admit, has been in place for only eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that

brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account ?30 by way of penalty for

the inconvenience caused to your bank.

> >

> > My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink

my errant financial ways.

> >

> > I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try

to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless

entity which your bank has become.

> >

> > From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage

and loan payments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at

your bank by cheque, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank

whom you must nominate.

> >

> > Be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope.

> >

> > Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to

complete. I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her

as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her

medical history must be countersigned by a Solicitor, and the mandatory details of his/her

> > financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof.

> >

> > In due course, I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings

with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modelled it on the

number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service.

> >

> > As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

> >

> > Let me level the playing field even further. When you call me, press buttons as follows:

> >

> > 1-- To make an appointment to see me.

> >

> > 2-- To query a missing payment.

> >

> > 3-- To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.

> >

> > 4-- To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.

> >

> > 5-- To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.

> >

> > 6-- To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home.

> >

> > 7-- To leave a message on my computer (a password to access my

> > computer is required. A password will be communicated to you at a

> > later date to the Authorized Contact.)

> >

> > 8-- To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through 8

> >

> > 9-- To make a general complaint or inquiry, the contact will then be

> > put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service.

> > While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music

> > will play for the duration of the call.

> >

> > Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover


the setting up of this new arrangement.

> >

> > May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous, New Year.

> >

> > Your Humble Client

A letter from a disgruntled nonagarian to her cold unfeeling Bank. Top marks!



> >

> >

> > ***************************

> >

> > Addendum from The Editor:

> >

> >

> > IMPORTANT to REMEMBER that this letter was written by a

> >

> > lady who is 98 years old; DOESN'T SHE MAKE YOU PROUD!!!

> >

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