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Kiss me before you bend me over please
Feb. 16th, 2005 07:20 pmToday is Wednesday. For anyone who doesn't know what that means...
Wednesdays hate me. Dicea noticed almost a decade ago that if I have a bad day... it's a pretty good bet that it's going to happen on a Wednesday. I personally hadn't noticed it until she said something but damned if she wasn't right. Over the years I would tell people "It's wednesday" and explain what that meant. They'd laugh but start paying attention. And Lo and Behold... yep...bad day = Wednesday.
Today was no different.
First off, I'm still fighting the cold/cough/ick that I had last week. I have roughtly a 20 lb lead balloon sitting in my upper respiratory tract. So the little asthmatic here has not been happy.
Donna, one of the closers I work with, has her happy ass on a beach in Hawaii right now so everyone else is covering for her. I'm not a closer but since I open her files I've had to help those who are closing her files this week with the picky particulars of each client. Needlesstosay in order to get any of my work work done I ahve been pulling overtime. Mostly this means going in early. Upwards of an hour to hour and a half early. Today... I got in at 8:15. which, since I have to be in between 8 and 8:30 is ontime.
and then my Wednesday hits. (The story you are about to be told is true. Names have been changed to protect the annoying and prevent me from getting sued for liable or something.)
Background info you might need to know.... In downstate New York (specifically the City and surrounding area) it is illegal for realtors to draw up purchase contracts. An attorney's office must do it.
Now about two weeks ago, I got a call from an attorney from downstate who said that a realtor called him and told him as the buyer's attorney he needed to draw up the contracts. This was new to him (and new to me too) and he had no real idea what our client (hereby called FNAM) required in the contracts. I said no problem. We draw up contracts all the time, send me the information he has and I'll draw up the contracts.
Not a problem. He sends me the info. I notice that he didn't get a FNAM contract addendum that is required by FNAM with all contracts. The realtor should have provided this to him. So I call the realtor and ask him (heretofor refered to as LA) to send them to me. He emails them to me and I notice... there's a different name on it than what the attorney had told me. So I call LA again and he says that FNAM said that it was OK to change the name and use the addendum. Not really thinking anything of it at this point I draw up the contracts, change the name on the addendum and am just about to UPS the new contracts back to the attorney for his client to sign. Just before I drop it in the dropbox, attorney calls and says that LA called him and said that there was a different name now and to change it to that.
At this point I put the UPS package down and call FNAM myself. My contact there, AM, says... no he never approved that name and to hold on. So I hold. I get an email from AM saying that there has been a confussion and to not do anything until I hear back from him. So I put the file on hold and go about my business.
Yesterday LA calls me and wants to know why I haven't sent on the contracts. Now, by this I read this to mean why haven't you sent the contract on to the attorney for buyer signature. Which, would be the next step when I draw up a contract for downstate purchases. I say that FNAM told me not. I can't send them on until told otherwise. They said that FNAM told them that we were supposed to. I said that until I was told by FNAM I couldn't do it.
LA emails AM at FNAM and says that we are refusing to forward the contracts for FNAM's approval.
AM emails my supervisor asking what's going on. Supervisor emails me and my closer, Linda, wanting to know what's going on.
(small backstep. About a month ago, a guy in my department pissed off FNAM and ended up getting fired. So I don't want a repeat occurance with me as the firee)
Linda and I independently forward to supervisor the email from AM that says "hold until you hear otherwise". Supervisor satisfied. Collective ass has been covered.
After many email and phone conversations with AM, we learn that LA told FNAM that he had forwarded all the information to us and therefore we should forward it to FNAM. I explain to AM that LA had forwarded us a contract addendum with the original buyer's name for the deal that had fallen through, and I now had three names (including the original buyer). I had no clue what one was the correct one.
AM sighs and I can almost hear him shake his head. He says that he will contact LA and get all the information since he's obviously incompetent and doesn't know that he needs to get FNAM to approve of everything BEFORE involving the attorneys. AM will then get FNAM to approve and send me the information directly so I can draw up new contracts.
And thus began my Wednesday.
Throughout the day, I learn that I still haven't gotten some tax information that I requested three weeks ago from a county. Last week the county said they had snail mailed me the information. When I said that there had been a reason I had included a pre-addressed UPS envelope for a reason, I was told "Oh, that's what that was for". Still having not gotten it, I guess they used real snails to send it, I sent another request (had to pay more money because they insisted they sent it), stapled said request and check to the return UPS envelope and flourescent pink highlighted the "Please use the enclosed UPS envelope to return the finding" and sent it all out again.
Then... 15 minutes before it's time to leave... I get a contract in that has a closing date of... bump-bump-bump... Tuesday. Less than a week. Which means 4 business days (one of which doesnt' count because it's a holiday). So I sigh, stay late and get the deed package out to the client and attorney so that we can have a shot of actually closing on time.
I'm home now, had dinner and man is the cheesecake in the fridge looking good. Throw in a shot of Chocolate Tempataion liquour and hmmm...
now if only I could stop coughing and sounding like a baby harp seal.
Wednesdays hate me. Dicea noticed almost a decade ago that if I have a bad day... it's a pretty good bet that it's going to happen on a Wednesday. I personally hadn't noticed it until she said something but damned if she wasn't right. Over the years I would tell people "It's wednesday" and explain what that meant. They'd laugh but start paying attention. And Lo and Behold... yep...bad day = Wednesday.
Today was no different.
First off, I'm still fighting the cold/cough/ick that I had last week. I have roughtly a 20 lb lead balloon sitting in my upper respiratory tract. So the little asthmatic here has not been happy.
Donna, one of the closers I work with, has her happy ass on a beach in Hawaii right now so everyone else is covering for her. I'm not a closer but since I open her files I've had to help those who are closing her files this week with the picky particulars of each client. Needlesstosay in order to get any of my work work done I ahve been pulling overtime. Mostly this means going in early. Upwards of an hour to hour and a half early. Today... I got in at 8:15. which, since I have to be in between 8 and 8:30 is ontime.
and then my Wednesday hits. (The story you are about to be told is true. Names have been changed to protect the annoying and prevent me from getting sued for liable or something.)
Background info you might need to know.... In downstate New York (specifically the City and surrounding area) it is illegal for realtors to draw up purchase contracts. An attorney's office must do it.
Now about two weeks ago, I got a call from an attorney from downstate who said that a realtor called him and told him as the buyer's attorney he needed to draw up the contracts. This was new to him (and new to me too) and he had no real idea what our client (hereby called FNAM) required in the contracts. I said no problem. We draw up contracts all the time, send me the information he has and I'll draw up the contracts.
Not a problem. He sends me the info. I notice that he didn't get a FNAM contract addendum that is required by FNAM with all contracts. The realtor should have provided this to him. So I call the realtor and ask him (heretofor refered to as LA) to send them to me. He emails them to me and I notice... there's a different name on it than what the attorney had told me. So I call LA again and he says that FNAM said that it was OK to change the name and use the addendum. Not really thinking anything of it at this point I draw up the contracts, change the name on the addendum and am just about to UPS the new contracts back to the attorney for his client to sign. Just before I drop it in the dropbox, attorney calls and says that LA called him and said that there was a different name now and to change it to that.
At this point I put the UPS package down and call FNAM myself. My contact there, AM, says... no he never approved that name and to hold on. So I hold. I get an email from AM saying that there has been a confussion and to not do anything until I hear back from him. So I put the file on hold and go about my business.
Yesterday LA calls me and wants to know why I haven't sent on the contracts. Now, by this I read this to mean why haven't you sent the contract on to the attorney for buyer signature. Which, would be the next step when I draw up a contract for downstate purchases. I say that FNAM told me not. I can't send them on until told otherwise. They said that FNAM told them that we were supposed to. I said that until I was told by FNAM I couldn't do it.
LA emails AM at FNAM and says that we are refusing to forward the contracts for FNAM's approval.
AM emails my supervisor asking what's going on. Supervisor emails me and my closer, Linda, wanting to know what's going on.
(small backstep. About a month ago, a guy in my department pissed off FNAM and ended up getting fired. So I don't want a repeat occurance with me as the firee)
Linda and I independently forward to supervisor the email from AM that says "hold until you hear otherwise". Supervisor satisfied. Collective ass has been covered.
After many email and phone conversations with AM, we learn that LA told FNAM that he had forwarded all the information to us and therefore we should forward it to FNAM. I explain to AM that LA had forwarded us a contract addendum with the original buyer's name for the deal that had fallen through, and I now had three names (including the original buyer). I had no clue what one was the correct one.
AM sighs and I can almost hear him shake his head. He says that he will contact LA and get all the information since he's obviously incompetent and doesn't know that he needs to get FNAM to approve of everything BEFORE involving the attorneys. AM will then get FNAM to approve and send me the information directly so I can draw up new contracts.
And thus began my Wednesday.
Throughout the day, I learn that I still haven't gotten some tax information that I requested three weeks ago from a county. Last week the county said they had snail mailed me the information. When I said that there had been a reason I had included a pre-addressed UPS envelope for a reason, I was told "Oh, that's what that was for". Still having not gotten it, I guess they used real snails to send it, I sent another request (had to pay more money because they insisted they sent it), stapled said request and check to the return UPS envelope and flourescent pink highlighted the "Please use the enclosed UPS envelope to return the finding" and sent it all out again.
Then... 15 minutes before it's time to leave... I get a contract in that has a closing date of... bump-bump-bump... Tuesday. Less than a week. Which means 4 business days (one of which doesnt' count because it's a holiday). So I sigh, stay late and get the deed package out to the client and attorney so that we can have a shot of actually closing on time.
I'm home now, had dinner and man is the cheesecake in the fridge looking good. Throw in a shot of Chocolate Tempataion liquour and hmmm...
now if only I could stop coughing and sounding like a baby harp seal.
