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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In Spain on holidayI was desperately trying to find a bank so I could withdraw some more spending money. Not speaking great Spanish myself, I decided to ask the most normal looking person I could where the nearest bank was, by pointing at my map and shouting "Need Money, need money".
The Spanish chap, realising I was a useless Englishman pointed at the map and said, "Ahh, you need to go here, Bank, Si?"
"Thanks", I replied, "But my name's Tracey Emin"
(, Wed 22 Jul 2009, 15:36, 1 reply)
baboomtish!
(very good - didn't see that coming!)
(, Wed 22 Jul 2009, 15:38, closed)
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