Today I hate the bank. I realize that there may be a time in potentially 48 hours of which I do not hate the bank but today, I really do. A man came in today and asked for the largest size of safety deposit box possible. After everything was completely set up, he came to the smart realization that it's a very large box and he doesnt have near enough to need one. So the process started over.
So why do I hate the bank? I hate it because people started yelling at me, making me count their thirty checks after waiting ten minutes in line, and forcing me to make ridiculous phone calls causing a line of cars around the bank.
People!!! Don't be so ridiculous in your demands!!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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