Rant mode on:
I spent a long time yesterday trying to organise a cash withdrawal from a moribund pension to pay for a once-in-a-lifetime holiday. I’ve already jumped through all the administrative hoops. I explained right at the start that I have a generous defined benefit pension, a full state pension and part time professional consultancy work, which means I live comfortably within my means. I also detailed what I wanted the lump sum for.
The young chap on the other end of the phone obviously had to stick to his script to ask specific questions. I get that. But his whole approach, right down to his tone of voice, assumed I was innumerate, confused and unable to understand how uncrystallised funds pension lump sums work. Yes, I’ve spoken to Pensionwise. Yes, I’ve taken financial advice. Yes, I’ve taken into account the tax implications. No, I’m not going to live in penury if I reduce the pension pot. No, I’m not being scammed. This pension pot has been sitting there doing nothing except earning interest for 20 years or more, no payments in or out. But after every question he asked, he followed up with ‘are you sure you understand that?’, ‘do you want me to explain it more simply?’, or ‘you probably don’t realise that…’
I am a thoroughly numerate recently retired professional, who manages my finances efficiently and competently. I’m not a dotty old woman, and I am fed up with banks, insurance companies and other organisations and businesses assuming that my brain ceased to function on my 66th birthday.
I’m sure there are plenty of callers of all ages who may need advice, support and explanation, but it isn’t necessarily related to older age. I wish companies would train their public-facing staff not to make demeaning assumptions based on age alone, so that everyone is treated with courtesy and dignity.