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People Who Can't Be Trusted With Money!

  • Writer: CLEVR Team
    CLEVR Team
  • Aug 22
  • 2 min read

So, you've finally realised there are better places to put your cash than under the mattress. Good for you. Welcome to the credit union, a place that manages money with a vague, community-focused purpose—the exact opposite of a cold, profit-hungry corporation.


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The Grand Deception: Your "Savings" Are Actually Charity


At a normal financial institution, your money sits there, doing nothing, earning a pathetic amount of interest. At a credit union? Your savings are put straight to work. That's right. The moment you hand over your hard-earned cash, you're not just saving it; you're lending it out to some other bloke who probably needs a new telly or to fix his leaky roof. You're a selfless philanthropist by default. Congratulations, you've accidentally become a decent human being.


Getting a Loan When You've Got a Past


Your financial history is probably a mess. You've been put on the financial naughty list, so you're left with the joy of payday loans or borrowing from your mum. Fear not, because the credit union is here to help. We'll look at your application with the sort of weary acceptance usually reserved for a long-lost cousin turning up at Christmas. We'll give you a loan at a rate that's surprisingly decent, because we're not like the others, remember? We're a charity with a calculator. Of course, if you're a karen, I recommend you read here before you bite me.


Passive Saving for the Uninspired


If the thought of actively saving money sounds about as appealing as a trip to the dentist, then we've got just the thing. Simply arrange for a few quid to be siphoned off your wages or child benefit before you can fritter it away on another night out. It's like having a savings account that doesn't trust you. By the time you need the money, you'll have forgotten you even had it, so it'll feel like a complete bonus. And isn't that just the kind of delightful surprise we all deserve in this dreary existence?



 
 
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