Bloody Banks

I’ve been needing to deal with several banking issues this week, namely:

- trying to open a bank account in the UK from the US so that my British pension can get paid in, and stay, in pounds sterling;
- waiting for a “suspected fraudulent” check to clear that Numenius had paid into our joint account, in an amount close to what he has paid in every month for years without incident;
- trying to get my mother squared away so that she doesn’t have to pay a $20 fee every time money is wired into her Maine account either from Spain or from the UK;
- trying to get myself added as the co-owner of a safe deposit box with a friend who is leaving the country for a couple of months.

All of these attempts have taken literally hours. It’s exhausting. They all want you to use an app which is, Numenius says, because nobody knows how to design usable websites anymore. I want to hide in a hole.