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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I bought a pint of milk that cost me £29£1 for the milk. £28 for the charges that got levied on my account due to not actually having any money in there at the time.
Cheers fuckwads.
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£1 for a pint of milk?Crikey!
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This happened to me.Day after a NY party, at the services driving back. I didn't give a fuck what was in my account, I didn't care what it cost. I wanted a fuck-off big KFC.
I wish I hadn't had it when it ended up costing me £55 - those cunts at Halifax charge me £28 AND £20 whenever I go overdrawn.
Still, every time it happens I smile a little, knowing that they're only borrowing it until I claim every penny back. That will be a very good day.
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Rookie You'll have to speak up, I'm wearing a towel, Fri 17 Jul 2009, 11:36,
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