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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Bank raid.I used to work in the booking office at a major station and after a bank holiday our change situation had become somewhat critical with no delivery due for a couple of days. The supervisor rang one the local banks to see if they could help us out and put two of us in a taxi with a list of what had been agreed. The taxi driver spent the whole journey expressing his views on another driver's unhealthy relationship with children over the 2 way radio. On arrival we told him to wait, went to the enquiry desk and handed the note over. The clerk opened the security door for us to go round behind the counter and pointed to the walk in safe telling us to help ourselves! The most cash I have ever seen. As I could never get my till to balance and didn't trust the person I had been sent with I didn't have much hope of what we were putting in our carrier bags matching what had been agreed. I expected one of the clerks to check us when we came out but we were just told to press the button to open the door and back to work.
(, Fri 17 Jul 2009, 12:07, Reply)
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