Been working on a project, settling an estate. Went to the bank with everything I needed to pull some of the parts together. Well, after an hour with the young fellow that pulled our number, we left, feeling like something had progressed. Wrong, oh, so wrong. Today, in the mail, comes two separate letters indicating that the main office needs two pieces of documentation. Two things that have already been presented to the young fellow, in person, at the branch. See? See how the world works? There is no one you can rely on to do their job so that you can finish a project in a timely manner. Do I sound a trifle pissy? Nah, it's what I expected, after all.Time marches on.