Deep breath. I am about to phone the Bank of Ireland customer services. I have been trying to withdraw money since November. I have filled in all their forms.I have sent notarised copies of my life story. They have clones of everybit of paperwork I have ever owned. They have letters from my Spanish bank. They have every fecking bit of information they can possible ask for and yet after my return from a much needed break, there is an email from them..."Can you phone us on customer services at this number...."
Exit stage right......
... pursued by a wolfhound? I once attended a business conference in Dublin hosted by that bunch. I have rarely been more drunk in my life.
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