well almost 2 months ago my wife and i decided it is time to buy a brand spankin new house. we looked around and found one we loved and decided to go to BOK for the mortagage... at frist just like any salesman it was great. this is what we need and these are the forms you have to fill out...oh you are native american that is even better we can do this and we can do that it will cost you less and you will save all of this money... we can get you closed by the 18th of august with no problem.... well today is the 22nd and my wife and i are now homeless. house is ready. we are ready. bank not ready... apparently the dipshit banker just found out a week ago that he had to send our file to DC because they cant underwrite a new consturction loan at the bank. "I am sooo sorry" he says, "i should have sent it too them weeks ago. i didnt know until it was already past time to do it." well alot of damn good that does me now. all the way up to the 18th he kept telling us we are going to close on time. there is still time.... dont worry... after a night have sleeping on the floor and having to pay the moving company to keep our stuff for god knows how long now i have about reached the highest leval of pisstivity....
you would think that a person who does this kind of stuff for a living might have some sort of idea what the hell he needs to do. but that wouldnt be the first time i was wrong.
sorry for the rant and i am sure the misspellings but just wanted to share my outlook on bok at the moment..
thank you,
that is all.
you would think that a person who does this kind of stuff for a living might have some sort of idea what the hell he needs to do. but that wouldnt be the first time i was wrong.
sorry for the rant and i am sure the misspellings but just wanted to share my outlook on bok at the moment..
thank you,
that is all.