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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Hands SoloThis was a college friend's nickmane, because he had "wandering hands" and a solo card.
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browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 11:25,
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That's a damn lieyou fucker.
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Richard Earl of Cambridge Cruel, Savage, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 11:39,
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Visa ElectronThis a college friend's actual name, because his parent's were utter cunts and smoked a lot of weed - even during pregnancy. It's not funny really; it really stunted his growth and gave him severe social and learning difficulties. A shame really... he had the singing voice of an angel...
*sigh*
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likeajackhammer, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 13:31,
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.WAS IT a college friend? Was it really?
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browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 14:14,
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