You know, I don’t care anymore.

The large uncaring banking institution that we’ve been working on a mortgage with for the past three months is Fifth Third Bank.
Never do business with Fifth Third Bank.
Worthless, incompetent idiots. They have finally broken through my temper threshold. I wouldn’t tell a dog what I told our loan officer on the phone a few minutes ago. That’s because dogs have feelings.
Neither my wife nor I have any reason to love Cincinnati and plenty of reason to hate it. Their big bank just gave us more reason for the latter.
UPDATE, 3PM: I just called the large uncaring banking institution that we actually bank with, and the loan originator I talked to there was dumbfounded that it has taken this long for 5/3 to close this loan. She said this should have been 30-45 days, max.
The loan originator from 5/3 has not called me back yet to explain why the piece of paperwork he faxed to my wife was incorrect and incomplete, so he is just about to lose the loan. We have a 9AM appointment on Monday with the loan originator at our bank, under the assumption that 5/3 will be out of the picture at COB today.