On my terms! Beware bankers…

There used to be a day when applying for a mortgage was dead-on nerve-wrecking. The tighten-up, 50-something banker in a dark dress looked over the desk at the diminishing applicant with the eyes of a head-principal. No? Yes? No? Maybe. The sound of paper. The keyboard. A claustrophobic room. If the computer said yes, you’re…
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