I might be wrong, but since the Banks reduced various fees, such as late fees, I have been getting calls the day after the monthly payment is due.
Used to get a letter, or even better a note on the Statement a few weeks later.
This happened this morning. It is fair dinkum, and I have rushed the story out before I forget the details.
My phone rings:
ROB: Hello.
BANK: Is this Robert Mckibbin?
ROB: No. This is Rob McKibbin.
BANK: Rob McKibbin? Can I speak to Robert McKibbin please?
ROB: No.
BANK: No?
ROB: No. I’m Rob McKibbin. But you can call me Robert.
BANK: Robert, can I confirm your date of birth please?
ROB: What’s yours?
BANK: What?
ROB: What's your date of birth?
BANK: But I need your date of birth.
ROB: Me too.
BANK: I need to verify your identity.
ROB: Me too. You could be anybody mate. A nutjock. A cuckoo. A bloody terrorist. Anybody.
BANK: I am calling from the Bank.
ROB: No you’re not. You're calling from India.
BANK: I am calling from the Bank about your account. This is urgent.
ROB: Don’t care. I don’t know you. I’m not giving you my personal details.
BANK: Robert, can I have your date of birth please?
ROB: Yours first please.
BANK: Robert. I need to discuss your account.
ROB: I don’t. What is your phone number.
BANK: Robert, I am calling from the Bank and I..........
ROB: Look mate. I don’t know who you are. You have told me jack shite about yourself. I'm gonna hang up. You are so rude.
BANK: Robert, I need to verify your date of birth.
ROB: I’m not sure which particular word you don’t understand, BUT, I’m bustin for a crap, I got the hangover from hell, and I don’t need some pinhead calling me up in the morning wanting to know when I was born. Adios.
CLUNK
Better check to make sure that thirty-eight bucks went through!
