12/12/2008
I really, truly, want to drive up to Destin, and kick someone's ass.
I'm starting to think I'm on candid camera. Or, MTV's Boiling Points. No kidding. Because I do not see how it's even possible for people to fuck things up this badly, unless they are doing it on purpose for the sake of entertainment.
I don't know- maybe I misunderstood the email I got from the bank's title company last night that said this:
We are ready to close on our end. We have clear title, and searches are back. We can close whenever you are ready..
So then, I contact my title company to set up the closing for Monday, and then tell my buyer that we are ready to close Monday. And then I get a call this afternoon from one of the "closing coordinators" for the bank who informs me that they just started the title work YESTERDAY.
WTF?
Seriously, W. T. F?
And then when I tried to call the lady who sent me the email last night telling me they were ready to close- she does not answer, and does not respond to emails.
Good times.
Edit/P.S.
The more I look at this picture, the more I think this (fox?) looks sick, and/or inflicted with rabies, and now I feel bad for posting it at all. Maybe I have just had a few too many glasses of wine, though, and am over analyzing? Either way, I did not mean to poke fun at a sick fox, as that is not my style. In case you were wondering.
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Friday, December 12, 2008
The One Where The Bank's Title Company Tells Me It's Ready To Close On Monday, When, In Actuality, They Haven't Even Started The Title Work Yet (YAY!)
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