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
(
chthonic, Thu 16 Jul 2009, 13:15)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread
mmmI know exactly what this feels like.
My branch was a very busy one in a seaside resort - quiet in the winter, staggeringly busy at the height of summer where we'd have a cash collection every evening rather than weekly.
My initial work there was simply to count and stack the cash (using mafia-style money counters).
One afternoon I had approx 500K on the table in front of me in the back room. I had a brief split-second "Let's run away with all this money" thought, before settling with just scrazzing my face into the piles a bit and going "whee!!"
(
rofl harris, Tue 21 Jul 2009, 15:47,
Reply)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread