Throughout the house process and dealing with our landlord, I've let T have the reigns with that. Even moving into our rental and with all of the issues we had with mice, problems with the water heater, the garbage disposal, I let T handle first. If the landlord gave us crap, only then would I step in. The reason? He actually volunteered. Because he knows how I get when pushed too far. And it isn't pretty.
So with the mortgage process, I've let him handle it. Until recently. See, with my job change in January, we had our concerns that it would cause issues with the final mortgage approval. But we were reassured since we were closing in April and since my pay did not go down, we wouldn't have any problems. However, two weeks ago we get a notice that my pay is "too low." T inquires as to why they think that. They say my pay stub shows my pay is too low for year-to-date, which makes no sense because even if I had kept my previous job, the year-to-date pay would still be the same, low, because, well, it's the beginning half of the year. They wanted a letter from me stating that my income was my income. Why would that be better than a pay stub? So I decide to respond.
T's had a hard time getting them to respond to his emails. Not sure why, but my email got a rather quick response. Perhaps it was because it was harshly written. I pulled the lawyer card, and I'm not ashamed to say I did it. I'm not going to say everything I said, and it was all politely written, but I think I said they were being illogical and that getting a letter from me should not and did not trump my pay stubs and how my pay would have been the same if I had stayed at my previous employer. I think I also said they were wasting my time, I was much too busy to write multiple letters and try to figure out what they needed me to say so they should write the letter themselves and email it to me. I also pointed out how ridiculous it was that they waited until two weeks before closing when they knew this information in January. And I signed it with my full lawyer name. (Meaning, I included that three letter "Esq." behind my name). Yeah, I did it. And what would you know? Five minutes later, I get an apologetic email stating how this was a mere formality and they would take care of it and how I should not worry at all, this will be taken care of.
That's right. That's what I thought.
I try to not pull the lawyer card out because I'm not one for a power trip, really I'm not. I've only used it a few times - once when my apartment was trying to get me to pay for carpet cleaning for stains that were there before I moved in, another time after a botched CAT scan, I happen to mention I was a lawyer. (Meaning, don't mess this up...) It's not always the nicest way to proceed, but sometimes, you have to do what you have to do.
I have a short fuse, I'll admit, and a very low tolerance for stupid. This is why T doesn't let me speak for us sometimes...but at least it's nice for him to have an ace in his pocket, right?