Spent a long time at the bank this afternoon making changes to the details of an account I hold there. At the time I came to live over here I needed to make quite a few arrangements closing accounts in the UK and opening them in this Far Place, but I can't remember things taking as long as they do now. This leads me to the conclusion that Modern Life Is Rubbish. Of course, I've stated this before, but now it's definite.
Mind you, the young lady we were dealing with was incredibly patient and guided us through all the excruciatingly tedious documentation such as to considerably diminish the pain involved. Somehow I doubt that she was getting paid as much as she deserved, but I hope I'm wrong on that front.
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