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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Special TreatmentA few years' back I was on holiday with the now current Mrs There.
She'd got herself previously a credit card from a company carefully selected on the basis that they offered her a free mobile phone. Anyway, she'd phoned them before we left to tell them we were off to the US, just so they wouldn't think anything was up when the USD transactions started appearing from random places in California.
All was well for a day or so, then ... card was rejected. Phone calls to the credit card company had to be made to coincide with UK opening times, of course, and by the time things had been sorted, we were more than halfway through the holiday. We'd been using my faithful "work" credit card (from the ShatWest) in the meantime ("work" were very understanding about it ... I'm self-employed).
And the credit card company that had caused us so much grief for using our card in America, even after we told them we would be over there?
Errrm ... American Express.
(Ditched it soon afterwards anyway. Sh*t customer service and nowhere takes it anyway, apparently thanks to their exorbitant merchant charges.)
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