Time to Grow Up
Thursday, 30. October 2008, 13:57:10
OK. So I am at work, attempting to assist students with their financial aid. A guy calls me on the phone.
Guy: I have student loans, but I want to know why they are so high.
Me: What do you mean?
Guy: I just got a letter from my bank that says my loans are at $17,000.
Me: Yes, and...?
Guy: Well, I don't want that much in student loans.
Me: No one does.
Guy: I mean I don't think this is right. I think my loans should only be $8,000.
Me: That was $8,000 for the first year.
Guy: Nobody told me that would be more. I think you need to take that off because I didn't agree to this.
Me: Um, yes you did. I have a copy of your signed Award Letter that explains where your funds are coming from.
Guy: I have that, too, but only for the first year.
Me: Well, I have one for the first year and for the second year.
Guy: That must be someone else's signature.
Me: It looks just like yours.
Guy: I'm telling you that I should not have to pay back $17,000 because I didn't know about it.
Me: Well, your signature tells me that you DID know about it. Even if you forgot about it, you still signed a Promissory Note two years in a row and both years added together equals $17,000.
Guy: That can't right.
Me: It is right.
Guy: But, I told my wife that it was only $8,000 and now you want me to tell her that it is actually $17,000?
Me: I have not control over what you tell your wife.
Guy: Let me tell what will happen. I give her this news and she will kill me. You need to take off that other $9,000 so my wife won't kill me. You don't want me to die, do you?
Me: Well, no, but I am not the one who mislead her to begin with.
Guy: I don't know what I am going to do. I don't want her to kill me.
Me: Look at it this way: If she does, you won't ever worry about your student loans again.
Guy:...
Me: Hello? Are you there?
Guy: You women hate me, don't you?
Me: I don't know you very well, so it is unlikely that I hate you.
Guy: This always happens to me. Women always hate me.
Me: You got married, so at least one woman doesn't hate you.
Guy: You think so? She hates me worse than anybody else. She is looking for a reason to kill me.
Me: So, if you don't make it to school tomorrow, can we assume it is because your wife killed you?
Guy: Something like that. What am I going to do?
Me: You are going to put on your big boy boxers and face this like a man.
Guy: I can't.
Me: Why not?
Guy: My wife won't let me wear them.
Guy: I have student loans, but I want to know why they are so high.
Me: What do you mean?
Guy: I just got a letter from my bank that says my loans are at $17,000.
Me: Yes, and...?
Guy: Well, I don't want that much in student loans.
Me: No one does.
Guy: I mean I don't think this is right. I think my loans should only be $8,000.
Me: That was $8,000 for the first year.
Guy: Nobody told me that would be more. I think you need to take that off because I didn't agree to this.
Me: Um, yes you did. I have a copy of your signed Award Letter that explains where your funds are coming from.
Guy: I have that, too, but only for the first year.
Me: Well, I have one for the first year and for the second year.
Guy: That must be someone else's signature.
Me: It looks just like yours.
Guy: I'm telling you that I should not have to pay back $17,000 because I didn't know about it.
Me: Well, your signature tells me that you DID know about it. Even if you forgot about it, you still signed a Promissory Note two years in a row and both years added together equals $17,000.
Guy: That can't right.
Me: It is right.
Guy: But, I told my wife that it was only $8,000 and now you want me to tell her that it is actually $17,000?
Me: I have not control over what you tell your wife.
Guy: Let me tell what will happen. I give her this news and she will kill me. You need to take off that other $9,000 so my wife won't kill me. You don't want me to die, do you?
Me: Well, no, but I am not the one who mislead her to begin with.
Guy: I don't know what I am going to do. I don't want her to kill me.
Me: Look at it this way: If she does, you won't ever worry about your student loans again.
Guy:...
Me: Hello? Are you there?
Guy: You women hate me, don't you?
Me: I don't know you very well, so it is unlikely that I hate you.
Guy: This always happens to me. Women always hate me.
Me: You got married, so at least one woman doesn't hate you.
Guy: You think so? She hates me worse than anybody else. She is looking for a reason to kill me.
Me: So, if you don't make it to school tomorrow, can we assume it is because your wife killed you?
Guy: Something like that. What am I going to do?
Me: You are going to put on your big boy boxers and face this like a man.
Guy: I can't.
Me: Why not?
Guy: My wife won't let me wear them.
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