Navigating Through Mortgage Providers: From Santander to Mapfre, Bank of Madrid, and Caixa Bank

With the ease with which I move there microeconomics (I won’t even tell you about the macro), when I decided a few decades ago to employ a mortgageI annoyed the operator so much with my questions. Santander that it was my will, that I had no other idea but to consider the possibility, instead of telling me, that my husband would come and tell him. A suggestion that cannot be satisfied that the “human element” is not there but to which I answered as she deserved: “And why doesn’t your wife come and tell me?” absolute honor but without mortgage.

After that departure from the bank, the idem lost a client for life while it inspired me to find organizations that, above Euribor, fixed and variable interests and the APR, there would be humane treatment and, by the way, the understanding of those of us who were not born with a mind especially willing for finances, however small they may be.

That’s how, after many visits to branches of all types and conditions (at that time, fortunately, there were plenty to choose from), I came across the Mapfre Bank. Or rather, with Juan Aurelio and Mari Carmen, with whom I not only signed the mortgage but, in some way, came into my life.

I knew the first man about his passion for him moors of Let and even his pictorial pursuits. I even know part of her family about the second one. In the years that followed indissoluble union that is only able to promote mortgageI don’t think there was a moment when I stopped getting the attention and treatment I needed from them.

The jump

From there I jumped to Bank of Madrid, not by my own will but by the work and grace of one of those mergers/absorptions whose scope escapes me even though I have to suffer its consequences. It wasn’t warm before but, nevertheless, it didn’t take much for me to establish suitable professional relationships. From that point on some of my employees still have personal cell phones. run who, without exaggeration and at least in my experience, could be described as excellent. But for those who, not for that reason, hesitated paws on the street when another transmission occurred again, this time to the bank.

Those were already big words, or that’s what I was aiming for, although it was later the story ends the way it ended, and I was starting to like him a little less. It helped me to keep going burning nails to employees from the disappeared box that was saved from the fire with whom I managed to maintain a relationship that, not like yesterday due to the new reality, still keeps its pulse – heart

And that’s when it came Caixa Bank, where I have the account I opened in Mapfre in the last century without raising a finger for so many changes or anyone asking me if I agree or not. Now I’m going to one a finger that doesn’t look like that where I don’t know anyone and apparently have a personal manager who floods me with messages telling me he’s there to help me with anything I need but can’t find whenever I need it.

Let’s see if it is that we have passed from the microphone to the macro without me knowing it.

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