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Your 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

(, Thu 16 Jul 2009, 13:15)
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I applied for a job in a bank once.
It was to be part of their IT department, not working as a cashier.

I got through the first couple of interviews, then went to their main office in London to do a final thing with HR, where they announced that they wanted me to do an aptitude test. I hate doing these, and frankly I thought they should probably have done that first anyway, but never mind. The HR woman showed me into an empty meeting-room, gave me the little booklet of questions and left me to it.

After about ten minutes, the lights went off.

"Hmm" I thought, "motion-sensitive lights eh?".

I waved an arm in the air. The lights stayed off.

I stood up. The lights stayed off.

I waved both arms around. The lights stayed off.

I walked around a bit, waving my arms in a hopeful manner. Still nothing.

"Bugger" I thought. But it wasn't totally pitch black in the room, there was light coming in from the office next door through a fanlight, so I sat down again and pressed on in the gloaming. Suddenly the HR woman comes back in.

"Oh sorry!" she says, and flicks a switch to put the lights back on.

"Ah, so you need to press a switch to get the lights on do you?" I asked.

"Er, yes."

"Oh. That explains why I couldn't turn them on"


Well, the test was finished and I was sent on my way. At which point I discovered to my surprise that the wall with the fanlights was actually a two-way mirror, and that the office on the other side was full of people sniggering.

I didn't get the job. I wasn't sure whether it was because my future colleagues had witnessed me apparently attempting to take flight or whether it was because I was evidently so fuckwitted that I didn't know how to turn a light on.

Personally I blame the aptitude test. I hate those bloody things.
(, Thu 16 Jul 2009, 14:11, 3 replies)
Aptitude test
Part 1: Test candidate's ability to troubleshoot a simple problem

Sympathy *click*
(, Fri 17 Jul 2009, 6:35, closed)
I would've probably tried the same as you though. Then I would've been fucked cos I have night blindness, so there's no way I could find that switch! They would've seen me wandering around "a la zombie" with my arms out. Cruel.
(, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 10:52, closed)
This made me laugh
so i will give it a click.
(, Wed 22 Jul 2009, 13:23, closed)

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