You might be a serial killer, so let’s kill you before it happens

Ah, Bank of America, how do I love thee, let me count the ways….

I am ready to pull my money away from BoA and keep it stuffed in my mattress. Yet again we have been assessed an overdraft because the computer thought we might overdraft, not because we did.

A restaurant put a hold that had to be (again) twice the amount of the bill on the card. Why? Because the charge including tax was 40$ and I had about 40$ left in the account when that charge went through.

BoA claims we “spent” the money because of the huge hold, and they also claim (and have been for months now) that online customers will be able to see said holds the same way they can in India, or wherever my call gets routed to when I call the 800 number.

I say we didn’t spend the money, obviously, because I didn’t *actually* overdraft. Michael is going down to the bank to take care of this… I had him call and I was pissed off from his side of the conversation. I won’t do well in public.

What’s kind of funny is that because of their overdraft fee, I will actually overdraft because I balance down to the dollar and my bills are about to all go to their respective places to be paid.

Can I toll you how much I hate the bank? Any bank.

You might die today, so let me kill you first.

That is essentially what Bank of America did to me today. I woke up to two overdraft fees. Odd, especially because I was not near a zero balance, let alone a negative one. I own up to my overdrafts, but I’ll be damned if I am going to pay for overdrafts that never happened.

I tell my husband to get up, we need to go to the bank. He asks me if I can just call. After some banter back and forth, I give up and call. I get a man on the phone who insists that if I kept a registry I wouldn’t overdraft (mind you, I keep track of my bank account via Quicken, multiple times a day. I’m kind of fanatic about it.) and it’s obviously my fault and that I can’t see what they can see, so I can’t see where I *might have* overdrafted.

Wait, back up. Might have? I might have overdrafted, so the bank too seventy of my dollars because I might have overdrafted? I handed the phone to my husband, whilst continuing to rant in the background. I was pissed. He wound up talking to the guy, getting the same story (in addition to being told to find out what anyplace is authorizing the card for… who tells you that information?) and hanging up. We went to the bank.

On the way to the bank out of my mouth comes “well, you might die today, so let me kill you and collect the insurance money.” He looks at me. I look at him. Well, isn’t that what the bank did? We might have overdrafted, so they took the money anyway. He asks me to keep my voice down in the bank. I offer to keep quiet all together.

We get to the bank, and Beverly, who we have worked with before, takes us back and fixes this in a matter of moments. She explains why it took the overdrafts (the computer saw them, probably due to a restaurant running/authorizing the card for more than it should have to account for a tip [many places do this, but the restaurant in question had to run it in excess of 200% of the bill to cause this mess] and while it didn’t clear for that amount, they issued the overdrafts based on the pending amount… which is fucked up in it’s own right.) and refunded them on the spot. Problem solved, until next time I guess.

So lesson learned: be careful using your debit card anyplace that secures a larger amount than the cost.

i hate banks.

so i found this out yesterday, but i am taking care of it today, so deal.

we had this 3$ charge and i couldn’t figure out what it was for. so we went to the bank. it was for going through the outside drive-thru line. ok, as far as i knew, we could go through that line or the atm as MUCH as we want/need, just not *in* the bank. i thought wrong. fuck that.

then we deposit 50$, and it only clears less than half, so i have a fit, b/c it cleared just not enough for me to think something bounced and we got an overdraft fee. oh, we haven’t used the card or anything on over a week, so what was there to bounce?

turns out nothing, it just didn’t clear the whole 50.

anyway, i am going w/ my dad to open a new account that doesn’t have all the fees and crap. it will have his name on it, but oh well, if it means i don’t have all these stupid ass fees, that’s just fine with me!

i hate banks.