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 live my life a a few simple rules......one is that if column A is the amount I get paid every month, and column B is what I spend money on, then the value of B should never exceed A.
Vigorous adherence to this rule seemed to confuse HSBC when I use telephone banking. Apparently, being in credit equals 'desire to take out loans'. Careful definition of being in credit and probably not needing a loan then ensued, and thankfully, I no longer get a sales monkey pimping their wares to me.
Indeed, when I did need a loan, it so happened to occur when I had qualified. Dragging myself into the branch with the appearence of a straggly student, I was met with glares similar to be found with the great unwashed trying to gatecrash an exclusive party. That was until some further gentle explanation that my visit was two-fold. I did wish to borrow their monies, but I also wanted them to change the 'Miss' to 'Doctor'.
I got an appointment with bank manager there and then, who if I had asked to moon the oncoming traffic whilst wanking off a table leg, probably would have done so. They then also tried to sell me a mortgage.
I respectfully declined.
For me it appears that HSBC are fairly ok when it comes to banking, so long as you don't ever speak to them. Nowadays (well, to me anyhow) - they share the same desire with their customers.
(, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 23:49, Reply)
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