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I know they know they’re supposed to leave me alone, because I’ve told them. If you want all these reports done, sez I, stay out of my face. Instead, it’s a phone call from Tim complaining about the Boss at 8:45 am, and a call from the Boss a little later asking me if Tim had been bothering me, and would I like him to do something about it.
Yes and no. Mostly, leave me alone.
Later I spent a good hour and a half talking long distance to Julie because two banks merged. We had a credit line with one of them, but somehow in the merger they changed our mailing address to one we haven’t used in four years. Today they called to find out why we hadn’t made a payment on the loan since November.
That was a pretty pickle to get out of, but I made sure that we (a) got the late fees reversed, and (2) didn’t lose our promotional interest rate. At first they refused to change the address without the Boss’s okay, but then they found the correct address in one of their computers. Since they already had it, it was okay to change it — especially since they already knew the one they were using was wrong.
Banks. I tell ya.
This afternoon the Boss faxed over a letter from another banker, the one who helped us get the small business loan on the kennel. His letter referred to a previous letter, asking to be reimbursed for legal fees. The first letter was dated in November, the second one in December. (This is January, by the way.) The Boss has been shuffling these letters around on his desk until all of a sudden today it became a crisis to get these fees paid.
And that’s my job: to jump up and shut the barn door after somebody else has already ridden away on the horse. | 
