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Chase and Sky Bank are GOING DOWN
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Two local bank workers must have thought they’d witnessed a woman having a mental breakdown this morning while I stood in their lobbies and uttered streams of words that, to them, I’m sure, made no sense. And they’d be correct.
However, if they thought that watching me perseverate – as they denied my request to notarize a document because I don’t bank at one of the companies and I only have a mere tens of thousands of dollars in credit available with the other one and still I fail to qualify for notary services – was uncomfortable, they should remind themselves to take pleasure in that tiny dose of discomfort as I prepare to unleash the full wrath of a consumer done wrong.
Obviously they’ve never before denied notary services to a writer who also blogs and loves to blather about unethical and possibly illegal practices that also happen to deny common sense.
Research questions into:
The United States Notary Association
The National Notary Association
Letters soon to be written to:
Useless award goes to:
Ohio Secretary of State website
Ooo! Ooo! A Horshack moment: the Better Business Bureau!
Let me end with this, from the National Notary Association’s brochure, What is a Notary Public?
Because there is no such thing as a “Notary private,” privately employed Notaries remain duty-bound to put the law above all other matters and to serve all members of the public – not just business clients. This commitment to high standards of integrity protects the interests of both the employer and the public and allows the Notary to play a key role in the company’s continuing success.
Seems like some folks have forgotten that key role, I’d say. I look forward to being of assistance in educating them about their lapse.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 10:05 pm May 31st, 2006 in Politics | 9 Comments
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Chase and Sky Bank are GOING DOWN
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Two local bank workers must have thought they’d witnessed a woman having a mental breakdown this morning while I stood in their lobbies and uttered streams of words that, to them, I’m sure, made no sense. And they’d be correct.
However, if they thought that watching me perseverate – as they denied my request to notarize a document because I don’t bank at one of the companies and I only have a mere tens of thousands of dollars in credit available with the other one and still I fail to qualify for notary services – was uncomfortable, they should remind themselves to take pleasure in that tiny dose of discomfort as I prepare to unleash the full wrath of a consumer done wrong.
Obviously they’ve never before denied notary services to a writer who also blogs and loves to blather about unethical and possibly illegal practices that also happen to deny common sense.
Research questions into:
The United States Notary Association
The National Notary Association
Letters soon to be written to:
Useless award goes to:
Ohio Secretary of State website
Ooo! Ooo! A Horshack moment: the Better Business Bureau!
Let me end with this, from the National Notary Association’s brochure, What is a Notary Public?
Because there is no such thing as a “Notary private,” privately employed Notaries remain duty-bound to put the law above all other matters and to serve all members of the public – not just business clients. This commitment to high standards of integrity protects the interests of both the employer and the public and allows the Notary to play a key role in the company’s continuing success.
Seems like some folks have forgotten that key role, I’d say. I look forward to being of assistance in educating them about their lapse.
By Jill Miller Zimon at 7:05 pm May 31st, 2006 in Politics | Comments Off
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I didn’t appreciate my older brother enough when we were kids, but he didn’t appreciate me too much either. Although we’re only three years apart, our differences in style and benchmarks represent just how much the world changed during certain sets of three years. For example, I was 12 when Nixon resigned, not yet Bat Mitzvahed and completely absorbed in hating my parents for moving us to a new school and selling my Suzy Homemaker oven. At the same moment in time, my big bro, at 15, could taste his driver’s license, his first job and high school, not to mention a few things teenagers liked to experiment with circa 1974. He loved MAD magazine, black lights and Star Trek. I spent my sick days doing needlepoint wallhangings of panda bears and self-designed hooked rugs of butterflies.
As we’ve aged, however, we’ve developed a qualified affinity and respect for one another. Our styles clash still, but our tolerance for one another – and the fact that, with our younger brother, we comprise the insider party establishment that knows what life during our childhood was really like – far exceeds any irritation caused by the clashes.
Now, as some readers may have gleaned, within the last two weeks, I’ve been trying to maintain a boundary between the personal and the all-too-personal, and haven’t provided many specifics about certain struggles of late. It will remain that way. However, what I can say is that this evening, I received an email from my older brother, who doesn’t send me too many emails, and when he does? It’s usually to direct me to an article about how rotten Ken Blackwell is or how Ohio has to get it’s act together or it’s going to totally f**k up the rest of the country for the rest of eternity (really, he sends me stuff like that). My bro is an activist – a flesh and blood, goes to rallies kind of activist. I’m just a poseur, as you nine readers know, because, you know, all I do is blog.
So, when I saw the subject line of his email, “This should bring back memories…,” I got really nervous. Watergate? Steak night (when inevitably someone from the dinner table would argue with someone else at the dinner table and a third and/or fourth someone would leave the dinner table)? The old Buick Estate Wagon I damaged and then got away with blaming the accident on him?
None of the above.
Instead, what I found inside the email was a link to this.
Take a look at those album covers.
Come on! Who can forget (and I SWEAR I am blogging this from total memory):
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into Helium
and la la la la la la la la la.
Okay – I can’t remember the rest of those words without cheating, but I do remember the tune. (If you’re a They Might Be Giants fan, you must listen, now.)
I’m almost positive that our set came from the gas stations. Do you remember when you’d drive around on a Saturday and look for gas cheaper than 29cents/gallon, as the weekend’s activity? (didn’t everyone do that? wait – don’t tell me – I don’t want to know that we were the only ones)
Now, of course, I must download these tunes so that not only my kids can listen and learn, but I can too.
Don’t you think that, between NPR’s Science Friday, Ms. Frizzle and these six records, at least some of Ohio’s students can learn more science than they may already be exposed to?
Thanks bro. You reminded me of at least one very positive, pleasant, repetitive memory from our childhood. AND, you might have provided the answer to keeping Ohio from bringing on Armageddon (or wait, do some Ohioans want that to happen?).
By Jill Miller Zimon at 12:25 am May 31st, 2006 in Politics | 7 Comments
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