Pounds & Sense - followup

Well, ,my mother went to pick up her pounds. At the bank, the girl at the counter had her wait and then follow her back to an office where the female manager from the day before carefully counted out the pounds twice for her. Then, as my mother got up to go, the woman asked her to wait a moment - and ( you guessed it!) offered to open an account for her. By now my mom was a little miffed about this entire account thing and told the woman emphatically that she did not want an account at Chase and would not be opening one.

The woman paused and considered and then handing my mother a business card, saying " Well... I'm going to give you my card. Just in case you change your mind. And if you call me within, hmmm, let's see... THREE WEEKS, then I'll even waive the start-up fee when I open the account for you!'

My mother finally escaped Chase bank alive, without a checking account even though the FIVE DOLLAR fee would have been waived. Seriously, Chase, do you really think that is enough incentive to get people to bank with you? I mean come on, times are rough, but you'd think they would have at least offered her free checks or a travel mug with the Chase logo or a fancy pen or something really cool, RIGHT? ( note the sarcasm in my typing) .

Incidentally, my mother's friend had no trouble or hassles when she picked up the additional $200 pounds. Maybe it wasn't a large enough amount so they didn't think it was worth harassing her for business. Anyway, at least that's over with.

Oh! A friend expressed concern that I had put this info out there about my mother carrying so much money. I would like to reassure everyone that I have left out the pertinent addresses, etc. and also that my mother has assured me that she plans to have ME carry most of it. So if you're coming after us, please go for me, and not the short grandma lady. Thanks!