BanksYour Ginger Fuhrer froths, "I hate my bank. Not because of debt or anything but because I hate being sold to - possibly pathologically so - and everytime I speak to them they try and sell me services. Gold cards, isas, insurance, you know the crap. It drives me insane. I ALREADY BANK WITH YOU. STOP IT. YOU MAKE ME FRIGHTED TO DO MY NORMAL BANKING. I'm angry even thinking about them."
So, tell us your banking stories of woe.
No doubt at least one of you has shagged in the vault, shat on a counter or thrown up in a cash machine. Or something
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chthonic, Thu 16 Jul 2009, 13:15)
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It's not just banksI moved into a wooden cabin in Queenstown and needed to get the electricity connected.
I walked 100 yards to the payphone - rang the freephone number, asked if I could have my electricity connected and gave my name and address - another nice lady said "sure".
I say in reply "so when do you think a man will come and do it?" and she laughs and says "we've just connected you, you'll get your first bill in a month".
"Err... ok! thanks!"
Sure enough, I get back, turn the master switch on and the power is running.
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scoshi pretending to diet since, Tue 21 Jul 2009, 15:20,
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