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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From the other side of the fenceIf you get a job as a cashier in a bank don't, on your first day serving customers, wonder what the button under the counter just by your knees does. Or if you do, try and remember what it was your manager told you about it.
Don't press it. Don't, when you discover it doesn't seem to do anything, press it again, and again, and again.
An armed response team WILL be called, and you WILL get sacked.
Very embarrassing.
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rofl harris, Fri 17 Jul 2009, 17:11,
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*Clicks*I can see your face as they walked man. Brown pants time...
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Turquoise Hexagon Sun has just dropped acid on, Fri 17 Jul 2009, 17:19,
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orOr as I did take the little clear plastic thing out of it's holder to use as a divider for the money in your cash drawer. Barriers shoot up you get locked in cash room and customer poops his pants. Handy
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