PILLAGE!

It defied any logic I could think of.  An email informed me that my monthly fuel bill was increasing by nearly 101%  in a few days’ time.  Ouch! The day before I had an email apologizing for not advising me in advance that an increased debit had been taken from my bank account to pay for it.   I phoned the company. What superhuman patience and effort was required to wait to speak to someone, someone, who was not very helpful.  She was probably fed-up taking the flak from an army of very irate customers  who, likely, had the same experience.

The huge deduction was being taken ….wait for it………………..in preparation for when my current billing arrangements expired in three months’ time and I would automatically be transferred to a [bog] standard higher variable tariff.  Wha-a-a-t!!

In business, not good business practice, I have heard of “Do it then apologize after”.  This was a blatant example of it, an absolute abuse of trust.

Whatever happened to the regulation that requires advance notice, (about fifteen days I believe) of end of contract and best renewal offers.

Today’s letter, the one I should have got sometime before my account was pillaged,  described in general outline how the increased deductions had been calculated for everyone.  So, back on the phone today trying every trick in the book to get an answer to one of my calls.  It was too late to stop my bank account losing an extra large debit, but I have stopped the following two from happening. In the interim, I will formally request a refund of the engorged credit I have on my fuel account.

I have emailed my concerns and made a formal complaint about these spurious and dubious management business practices.

DEBIT DIGESTED

What’s all this logging on stuff yet again? Perhaps blog is having a brain wave in a heat wave. I feel a bit rejected with all this re-identification stuff.

It’s me feeling miffed; tonight I my debit card was eaten by one of the money machines and I hope it gets indigestion! >:-[ Puzzled and cogitative I returned home and decided to distract myself and write a blog, only to find a barrier to access, not insurmountable I grant you, nevertheless, a barrier. So, I feel a bit rejected.:-/

Tomorrow, I shall have to go through all the fun, games and hassle of communicating the details of the digested debit card. I know I won’t end up in the exotic realms of the subcontinent discussing the rainy season, that one was quite an interesting chat, I shall however, have to deal with all the inconveniences that this little hiccup has caused.