Wells Fargo, and an experiment with Elka…

So, when I got my furniture, even though I had the cash for it, I decided to take advantage of their 12 month interest free program. This was backed by Wells Fargo, though I didn't know that at the time.

They first forgot a form at the store that I went back and signed. Then a few days ago I got a call that they needed another form signed, but this time I'd have to go into Wells Fargo Financial to do this. They wanted me to go to the one in Portland and I asked if they could fax the form to the Hillsboro branch and I'd pop in there and sign it.

Well, instead of faxing it, apparently the lady decided to chauffeur it over and I had a 3pm appointment to meet with her. Thinking this would take all of 20 minutes, I decided to let Elka have the run of the bedroom as an experiment. More on this later.

I get there at 2:58, perfect. At 3:20 I leave, with no sign of the lady there. I told them I could no longer wait, had to get back to work and puppy, and left. I got back, pulled into the garage, opened the door to the house...

and 'lo and behold, PUPPY!!!!!!!!

Now, I expected she'd have gone to sleep in her crate, safe and sound. Instead, I find her treat bag on the floor, deliciously eaten (no biggie, wasn't a lot of treats in there) and a small coke bottle on the floor. I walk to the bedroom, peering in the two extra bedrooms for bathroom errors, and nothing. Get to my bedroom and giggle hysterically. The baby gate is a tension mounted gate - not a wooden one, but solid, and I had it in there firmly. She knocked it right the heck out. She even had the gall to bring her toys out with her, which is apparently why my furniture is not destroyed, so that's ok too.

In any case, I thought it'd be nice for her to be in the gated room so that she could see out. Next time, it'll be with the door shut. That said, I think she may actually be fairly ok for brief times with full house access. I haven't the conviction to actually allow her that on purpose quite yet, though. One fit of boredom.... or a cat running past, could be a disaster. Maybe after the dog park when she's exhausted.

Anyway, at this point I feel I should just go to Dania and pay for the stuff in cash, and cancel the financing. Wells Fargo has killed their chances of having me as any type of customer beyond this, in any case, as I was quite peeved to be there waiting for 20 minutes.

But, coming from all of that? I had my first door-puppy greeting in a long, long time. Granted, it was unexpected, but it is, nevertheless, a wonderful thing to come home to so much love.