Customer [Dis]Service

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It’s one for the books, alright.  At least for someone’s book, maybe even for my book if I ever get around to writing it.

In my job as a real estate paralegal, I try really hard to keep my clients happy and to make the sale process as painless as possible.  Recently, I’ve been working with a client who is selling his mother’s house because mom is now in assisted living.  The client lives in another state and is dealing with the household issues as best he can.

There’s an open home equity line of credit on the house, and apparently my client doesn’t have the money to keep making the monthly payments.  It wouldn’t have been as much of an issue if the sale had closed when it was supposed to – but due to New York’s recently changed banking laws, every single deal I handle gets delayed by the buyer’s mortgage lender.  Sometimes the delay runs into weeks or even months, rather than days.

Thus, my client has been receiving calls from the bank that holds the home equity loan on his mother’s house.  Sure, he sent them the sale contract, and sure he assures them on every call that closing is imminent and the loan will be paid off in full, but they want their money now.  They have begun threatening collection litigation.

The client called me and asked if I could maybe call the lender and explain that the sale will, in fact, be closing soon.  He had the name and direct phone number of the last person he spoke with in the collection department.  Sure, I said, I could do that; maybe it would help, maybe not, but I would make the effort.

So, I got on the phone.  I called the direct phone number and reached the same person with whom my client had previously spoken.  Let’s call the collection person Gary simply for the sake of having a name, even a fictitious name.  (Hey, gotta protect the guilty, right?).

I was very pleased that Gary spoke real English – in fact, he seemed to be based right here in my very own country!  Maybe even on the same coast, judging by his mid-Atlantic accent. Maybe this was one of the good banks which actually cares about its customers!

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Gary had no idea whatsoever why I was calling him.  He had no memory of ever speaking with my client and no recollection of ever dealing with this particular home equity loan.  In fact, he doesn’t even handle home equity loans!   Gary seemed to have a bit of an attitude and, judging from the sighs, appeared to have already had a long, stressful day dealing with lunatic paralegals and idiotic customers.  But in an effort to appease me, he would transfer me to the home equity servicing department and was sure they could assist me.

Gary put the call on hold, or so he said.  I waited and waited – and waited, through the silence.  Or was it silent?  I could hear papers being shuffled and someone breathing, and I swear an occasional sound of chewing came across the phone line.  After about 10 minutes, I couldn’t stand it anymore, and asked “Are you still there?”

The response came in a little old-lady voice:  “Yes, I’m still here.”

Say what?

Is this the home equity department?”  I asked.

The old-lady voice replied, “Is this the bank?”

You might have guessed where this was going – Gary had somehow managed to connect my call to another incoming call.  The lunatic paralegal and idiotic customer were, in fact, talking to each other!

What a spectacular idea!  Have the stupid callers complain to one another while the customer (dis)service representative sits back and laughs, or suddenly decides it’s time for his coffee or cigarette break.

I’d like to give poor Gary the benefit of the doubt.  Maybe he was so tired that he simply made an error. But really, how do you manage to connect two incoming callers accidentally?  I can’t even do a conference call when it’s necessary.  I usually manage to drop at least one of the lines while trying to conference in the other.

What do you think?  Was Gary sly like a fox, or merely incompetent?

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Soon, very soon, I will have another, even better, customer (dis)service story.  Stick around.

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“Living with where you are”

This re-blog is for all my friends who are living with chronic health conditions and for those caring for loved ones in poor health. Life can be so very hard at times. Let’s all send Jane our love and support.

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Self-compassion teaches us that we need to come to a place of acceptance with whatever we have been given in life. It is the hardest thing to tackle and embrace. We use phrases like “if only” and “someday I will” to cope with that at this moment, this very present moment, I am not satisfied. Can we ever get to a state of total acceptance of what is, is just that?

There is always someone worse off than we are and then, they are people whose life seems totally charmed and conflict free. Deep down humans by nature are born to struggle and have conflict and it is not our place to measure and judge. But we do. We compare and emote how “no one knows what I struggle with.” That is a true statement. No one can know.

For example, pain is different for each being. We all have…

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Don’t Fence Me In

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If all your little friends jumped off a bridge, would you jump, too?”

That’s what my mother used to say when I complained that all my friends were going to [pick fun but very expensive attraction] or getting [pick hottest costly toy] or wearing [pick newest trendy but slutty outfit].

‘Cause you know that every kid in class – except for your kid – is going to Disneyland over [pick school holiday] and your kid knows this because when the teacher asked “Who’s going to Disneyland?“, every other kid raised his/her hand, probably because they thought the teacher said “Who wants to go to Disneyland?”

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Well, Mom, this one’s for you.

All my little blogging friends are posting colorful autumn photos, and even though our trees haven’t changed much yet and I’ve been too tired and lazy to drive to where they are changing and it’s been too cold and rainy to go anyway, I’m jumping right in.

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Those leaves are pretty now, but just wait until they all come down and someone has to rake them up!

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And guess who’s not helping out?

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The Difference Between Men and Women (Color-Coded) [Re-Blog]

After our week of mourning, it’s time for something light-hearted. Since I couldn’t come up with anything new (damn absent muse), please enjoy a re-blog of this post about the ongoing battle of men versus women.

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BlindsAs any wife/girlfriend can tell you, most men have absolutely no concept of colors, except in connection with a specific sports team.

Case in point:  I was out walking the dog on a nice summer day and passed a house that had recently changed ownership.  A young woman and her husband/boyfriend were in the driveway, and each was holding a set of window blinds.  I overheard the woman emphatically [p.c. version of conversation] tell the man, These are ivory, not white. I told you I needed white!

When I started laughing, they both looked at me with daggers in their eyes, and I quickly walked away.  But what I would like to have told them is that my husband and I had the exact same conversation just a few days before that.

Color WheelI’ve come to the conclusion that men, unless they are artists or interior…

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