I had to close my bank account. It was a digital-only bank with many security features; one of which was a text service.
I have been trying to change my phone number with them since about August. "Well, what's the problem? Go into the app, change the number, confirm with a password. S'not hard, Book."
Oh, the audacity of ignorance. Yeah, I tried that, frendos. Nada. I tried speaking to support. Bots and games of telephone tag later, I finally get to someone who explained to me in detail how to change a phone number in the app. Which I recorded/videoed because they won't believe me.
Uploaded to a throwaway YouTube account, I sent the vid and a complaint to the bank. Two months later, I get a reply. "We apologise, here's £30 for your trouble," yadda yadda. Still not phone number change. It's becoming Faustian.
So, I switched from a digital bank to a legacy bank. Bricks and mortar, all that good stuff. The old account is now closed, and everything is up and running on the new one.
This morning, I get an email with six years of statements from my old bank in a .zip. Okay, cool!
"We texted the password for the .zip to the phone number we have for you on file."
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Fuckwits extraordinaire.