Banking!

I went to the bank today with Samantha and we were going to be all like Look we need to get this money to our landlord! (plan b involved tears.) After we realized that we actually banked at two different BNP locations we first went into mine and we found that instead of the really mean lady that usually works behind the desk there was a really nice one and there was not a long line of customers waiting to be helped- we entered bank heaven- or the twilight zone. 

But within a mere minute of walking in the front door she gave me my debit card! Like simple as that- why had it been so difficult before- no one knows. But this lady is the angel of the bank. She then helped us get the correct form for doing transfers to italy for paying our landlord. She explained everything as best she could so we could understand it- while this sounds like regular service- this is EXEMPLIARY customer service in France. So we try to fill out the form only to discover that we do not have our landlord's bank's address but Samantha remembers that he sent it to us in one of his earlier e-mails. Sciences-po is just down the road about 5 minutes so we decide to stop in there and use the computers so that we could get this all out of the way today. On the way there we run into 5 different people who we stop and talk to because we haven't seen them in a while. Eventually we manage to get the address and get out of sciences-po meanwhile however, the nice lady has gone off duty for lunch and the mean one is back. Dang it. Fortunately we don't have to ask the mean one any questions because the nice one explained it to us- we simply have to hand her the form right?

Nope she demands an explination for why we're paying this much money if it is our rent and it was difficult for Samantha to explain what she was trying to ask about in french so we get frustrated and the lady gets frustrated and gives us that I wish I could kill you now look and she says alright I'm filing this away to be sent out today. Great right? 

Then we decide to head over to Samantha's bank in order to do the same thing with her account but for whatever reason her bank is never open on mondays- go figure.

So later this afternoon I received a phone call and a lady at the bank (I think it was the nice one) said that I needed to come to the bank tomorrow for some reason concerning my account transfer- great. I hope this doesn't turn into another daily visit to the bank thing like getting my debit card was.

a somewhat successful day.