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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Not even pen on a chainI've been in my local branch of Yorkshire Bank that had no tellers, just a drop box and a few cash machines. To make a cash deposit, you wrote out a slip and put into an envelope with your cash and drop it into the box.
The pen on one occasion was a Bic biro sellotaped to a length of string which was attached to the wall by Blu-Tac
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sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Wed 22 Jul 2009, 16:07,
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