The world seems to be getting stranger and stranger. Some of the things I’ve heard lately make me want to be on another planet.
Well, anyway, I had to go to the bank to try to resolve a problem I’m having with it. So far, it’s gone on for 6 days and no resolution. While I was in the bank speaking with the banker, a bank teller kept looking at me and laughing. I ignored him. Then one of the bankers came over to the teller and they both looked my way. I heard the teller say to the banker, “Huh, you came over to see the devil!!” and then both of them had a really good laugh before the banker went back to his desk.
I left the bank without saying anything. But then I decided “they’re not going to talk about me like that and get away with it”. So I returned to the bank. I asked the girl at the front if there was a manager around. She said “yes” and went to get the manager.
The manager came out and looked very angry. I ignored her attitude and I told her what the teller said to the banker. She stood in front of me and said nothing. So I said, “I didnt’ like their attitude. It was rude to talk about a customer that way.” Still, she said nothing. I kept looking at her for a response. Nothing. Then she finally said, “I’ll go over and have a talk with the teller.” And she walked toward the teller. I left. I didn’t stay to see if she said anything to the teller. I have a feeling that I should’ve stayed. I bet money that she probably didn’t say anything to the teller.
This is one reason I hate going to the bank. The bank tellers are always rude and begin to laugh as soon as I enter the bank. You’re probably thinking “why not change bank?” Why not change banks? Because exactly the same thing would happen and I’d be no better off. It might even be worse.
The bank I use is Wells Fargo and I’ve had problems in the past with their people. I’ve complained but nothing’s ever done. And I don’t think, because I complained yesterday, anything is going to change.
And as to anyone being a devil, that’s like a pot calling a kettle black. They’re the devils. I go into the bank to get take care of bank business and the devils always come out of the woodwork.
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