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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BastardsIm glad your loved one is on the mend, I had a similar situation after my wife died, 6 months later before I found out about the insurance!
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thanksThanks Cheesy : ) sorry you had it too, and under worse circumstances still. It just blew me away that when I finally got Fartclay's insurance on the phone, (obviously a top secret number for my convenience) and started to explain what had happened, she said "Ooh, yes, lots of people tell us the same!". Took every ounce of restraint and hope that the end was in sight not to howl at her to DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT THEN...
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