Sorry guys but Greece rushing to the BTC is nothing but wet dreams of you hoarders.
The Greece can withdraw their cash and put it under their mattress. It's EUR after all. That will not devaluate tomorrow even if they turn to the
XGD.
As an expert I would never ever suggest on a national news outlet to save money in BTC as what would happen would be you getting all excited about the article buying the BTC to 20$ faster than any any Greek can type bitcoin.org, Greeks would buy it to 250$ and then you would get wet feet and sell high leaving the "saved Greeks" in the rain. In order to allow new people buy bitcoin, the same amount of BTC has to be sold.
I agree, Greeks are very unlikely to adopt bitcoin in any significant fashion. However, the window is narrowing for them to be able to withdrawal their Euros in a timely fashion. Capital controls are looking more and more likely.
(hopefully not an aside)
I feel that something is happening here in the States, but I can't put my finger on it. Over a year ago, I was able to withdraw $10K USD from my bank whenever I wanted. Then I was told that I needed to inform the bank a couple days prior to when I needed said amount. Fast forward a few months, and the maximum I could withdraw at one time with a three day notice was half as much. Fast forward again to a couple weeks ago.
I delivered a load of lumber to Elk Grove Village, IL. The client gave me a $2K USD check and he offered to go to his bank with me to make sure I had no problems cashing it. Since he was a new client, and it would be nice to have the extra cash in my pocket for the next leg of my trip to Wisconsin to purchase more lumber, I didn't refuse.
At the bank, I presented to the teller the check and my state ID (my license is still being held in DeKalb county, IL, due to receiving two tickets at the same time--long story, but suffice to say that a bitch is involved). This has worked every other time that I wanted to cash a check at some unknown bank (not a branch of my bank). But not this time. She wanted to see a credit card. I presented her with one. She said that won't work because it will expire in two months. I presented her with my voter registration card. No joy there either. Then I remembered the ticket I received that resides in my wallet and the officer who gave it to me said that this will now work as your official ID until you get your license back.
It gets better.
She looked at it and stated...wait for it (you won't believe it!)...that that would work, but only if I had presented that form of identification first and the second state ID with my photo on it second. It was now time for Plan D. The guy who wrote me the check, standing next to me the whole time, to step in.
We'll call him Ed, since that is his real first name. Ed hands the teller lady his ID to prove that he was the one who wrote the check to me. The lady asks ED...wait for it..., "What do you want me to do with this?" Ed states he's not sure, but thought that providing solid ID that this issue could somehow be resolved. The teller passes the ID back to Ed and states that that won't work. Bear in mind that this is main bank that Ed banks at and the teller has known Ed for years.
It gets better.
Ed than ask the teller to tell me how much money he currently has in his checking account. The teller states that she can't do that in my presence. He then ask if she could write it down and hand him the piece of paper. She grudgingly does it. Ed shows me the piece of paper. I recall that it was just north of $3,900 USD.
Ed then requests from the teller that he would like to withdraw $2K USD. (wait till I get to the WTF moment) The teller informs Ed that she couldn't do that for there isn't enough money in his account to give him $2K USD. (BTW, that's not the WTF moment) The teller, which is now getting impatient with us over this whole ordeal, probably because there were other customers to take care of (Ed and I were the only customers in the bank), told Ed, IN FRONT OF ME, that he only had $1,900+ in his account. Ed asked how could that be when she just shown to him that he had $3,900+. She stated no he doesn't because of...you guessed it...the $2K USD check that she currently has in her possession bought he balance down to only $1,900+. (that, too, was not the WTF moment)
Ed kindly ask for the check. She replies that she couldn't give it to him because...because...because it belonged to me. I then kindly asked for the check back. She grudgingly hands it over to me. Ed kindly asks me, in front of the teller, may I have the check please. I hand Ed the check. He proceeds to tear it up in tiny pieces in front of the teller. He then re-requests $2K of his money from his bank from a teller that he's known for years and to this day has never, ever had a problem with her or his banking institute. The teller replies with, "I think I need to get the manager."
It gets better.
After she was gone for about 5 minutes (probably telling her side of the story to the (her) manager), she and the manager arrive back to the teller booth. The manager ask, "How may I help you?" I replied with, "We both want a blowjob." (no I didn't, although the thought did cross my mind, along with wanting to fuck both of them in the ass, but I figured at that time that that wouldn't get $2K USD in my hand, so I quickly changed my thoughts to something mundane, like Matthew eating dog or...)
Ed relays what has transpired up to that point, with the manager listening contently. When he was done, the manager said that there was nothing she could do. She could not give Ed his money even though he now had more than enough in his account. Why, Ed asked. (here comes the WTF moment) The manager kindly states that it is their banks policy that any request of $2K USD or more had to be requested 3 days prior to make sure that the bank had enough money on hand for daily operations (almost exact quote). Ed and I looked at each other in shocked at what we just heard. The manager broke the silence by asking if there is anything else she could do for us today. Ed replied with, "Yes. I would like to withdraw $1,900 (USD) from my account." The manager replied with...wait for it..."No problem. Will big bills be fine?" Ed said yes, that that would be fine.
We left the bank 15 minutes later. Why so long, you ask? Well, it seems that the teller didn't even have $1,900 USD in her till and she had to requisition more money from her manager. Not the one that just waited on us, but a different one that was luckily finishing up with a client of her's on the phone. The paper was filled out, handed to that second manager, she leaves, and returns with a big wad of money. The teller sings for it after counting it--twice. She puts the money in her tell. Punches keys on what I believe is a ten-key-adder of some sort. Opens the till and pulls out the same wad of money--all twenties. She informs us that they are limited on big bills, those being the hundred dollar ones.
She counts out $1,900 not once, but twice, all the time punching keys on her right. Now she presents the bills to Ed, counting them again. I count silently with her. When we get close to the end, all three of us realize at the same time that there is now one $20 bill too many. She quickly snatches all the bills back and recounts. Yep! One too many. Recounts the bills three more times, with the last time presenting them to Ed,
with the amount adjusted. All is now fine. The teller then ask if there is anything else she could do for us besides sucking both our dicks (I think that bitch was a mind reader). We said no. Thanked her and went outside.
Once outside, Ed hands me all the twenties, apologizes, and wishes me a good day. Wait, what about the other $100 USD Ed still owes me, you ask? (WTF Moment II) He already gave it to me. It was included in all those twenties. You see, when the teller thought she made a one-too-many-twenties-mistake, she thought that she was 4 short, not 1 too many (revisit underlined text above). In her mind, she only thought about that $2K USD total and not the $1.9K USD sum. Don't worry, nobody got away with anything. Ed's account was adjusted accordingly, but done so outside of the bank's new policy.
(WTF Moment III) Two days later, I found myself at my bank to withdraw $3K to pay for some other lumber I was about to purchase. The teller informed me...wait for it...that I could only withdraw $2K USD and only if I gave a 3 day notice. Naturally, I then only requested $1,900 USD, writing a check for the balance to one my suppliers.
All that said above, does anybody here have any idea what the fuck is going on with the banking institute here in the US?
~Bruno~