👉 Okay, let’s tackle the frankly rather grand title of… "Premier Mortgage Services." Now, I wouldn't immediately assume this is a fancy butler service staffed entirely by impeccably polite gentlemen offering you petit fours whilst simultaneously outlining your jumbo refinance rate (though honestly, I wouldn't complain either. Petit fours are amazing).
Instead, let’s dissect the doom and gloom of what we actually mean when we say that. "Premier Mortgage Services"—atopically, they essentially offer... paperwork. A whole, frankly terrifying amount of paperwork. They handle the stuff that makes you feel like a very small, slightly sweaty, and increasingly bewildered part of a gigantic, automated financial machine. They push out loans to people who need them (probably a little too urgently, let's be real). Essentially: they facilitate the act of one wealthy individual selling a piece of his/her personal property for a frankly obscene amount of money, then handing that money directly to a very well-paid middleman and a bank. 90% jargon, 10% actual human connection. It's the corporate equivalent of saying you sell “atmospheric pressure adjustments." ’Premier Mortgage Services effectively throttled my entire financial future into a beige, slightly depressing beige with their 35-page disclosure stating I was now legally bound to own a lifetime supply of under-warranty ceiling tiles. Frankly, it was insulting to my name.?’
