FYI

RANT ALERT

I am dealing with the WORST BANK EVER that is definitely trying to screw everyone over through their incompetence.  Angry seller, angry buyer, and oh by the way, if this deal falls through, my buyers are out the $5,000 they paid out for architectural drawings as part of this construction loan.  We have a running joke in our house that contractors will lie to you about why they're not working, and the most common excuse is, "My truck broke down." When the reality is they've taken another side job, overslept, stole your money/materials... whatever.  This bank has been giving us the equivalent of "My truck broke down" for 3 weeks.  I have a (figurative) ulcer.  I hate that we are completely at their mercy and there are no bad repercussions for them if they fail to perform.  I hate that we have a willing buyer, a willing seller, qualified buyers, and the stupid bank is being stupid.  Stupid stupid stupid.  Stupid.

Not quite done ranting, but I feel slightly better.

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