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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when I go with my missusthey give us guns, make us stand back to back, take ten paces then turn and shoot at each other.... we had ignored the fine print on that damned dual account...
just made that up now I did, where do I collect my award ?
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They paid me in weedI have a joint account.
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idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Wed 22 Jul 2009, 23:16,
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