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Well just the other day I mentioned to someone that it will be the 5th anniversary of my husband's passing and they said don't dwell on it..
Wow. That's amazing.
When I went to the bank to close out his account the woman at the desk wouldn't let me finish my sentence telling her he had died. She kept telling me he had to come in with me. On the verge of tears I stomped out of the bank, went out to my car and grabbed his box of ashes (I had just picked them up at the funeral home so they weren't even in his urn yet) and stomped back into the bank. I ignored the line of people and the person at that b**ches window and put the box on the counter right in front of her. I said "You wanted me to bring him in. Here he is and there is his certificate of cremains on the box. He'll have a hard time signing any papers but perhaps you'll let me do that on his behalf." She called her manager and the account was closed within 5 minutes. My 19 year old son was mortified when I told him all he could think of is that there are video cameras in banks and his crazy, widowed mom was going to be on YouTube LOL
Oh Renee, I so love it...lol
I beg for forgiveness.......But I laughed so hard while reading this!
I think I would have done the same thing!
That's a keeper! Gotta remember that one!
Good for you, Renee.
Wonderful! That is the best way I've ever heard of for dealing with a clueless, insensitive moron. Someday your son will tell that story with pride.
Renee you are brilliant well done xx
Sounds like my Comcast call. I said he's "deceased" and the person said " is he coming back?". Anyway, they wouldn't let me change the account to my name, even after I explained what "deceased" means. Never even asked for my credit info which is superior. So I left the damned account in his name. He died on 4/4/12.
Sugar...my Mikey died Oct 09 and my cable and electric are still in his name. It's just not worth the headache to try to switch it over.
I have a divorced friend who told me several times that I was lucky because I was able to redo my bedroom after my husband died, and have a really nice room now. After a few times I finally asked her not to tell me I'm lucky and reminded her that I lived in an abusive relationship for 28 years, ending with my husband's suicide. She was really able to hear me and has stopped telling me that I'm lucky. We have still been able to maintain a good friendship, but I think that even if I had lost that friendship by speaking up it would have been worth it.
Wow, Susan. So good that you finally reminded her of the truth - and that she heard you. But, YES, speaking up would have been worth losing the friendship. Good for you.