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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went to a corporate tennis dayat the hurlingham club with work recently, back when it was really hot a couple of weeks ago. now i am tres high-maintenance, but fuck me, that place is posh!
so the whole thing was summed up for me by the sight of the woman in front of me, fanning herself languidly. with her coutts chequebook. as one does...
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rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 1:08,
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Many Coutts customers are orange-skinned noveau riche Heat readers with no classThey get all the footballers and lottery winners. Real money - the kind you never see, because it's vulgar - goes to Hoare's; their customers would never use a chequebook as a fan.
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Scrumper, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 10:39,
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hehehe^^isn't it just a branch of CrapWest anyways?
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yup.It's the private banking subsidiary of NW (I think NW bought it out about 30 years ago). In much the same way that Barclays Wealth is the private arm of Barclays.
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Not at all...I know one person with a Coutts account. She's real money. By God yes. She's not bright orange or married to a footballer - she's scary clever, and a senior partner with one of the big money firms and pulls in more than I can imagine.
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