I’m a bank teller.
Me: “Do you have any preference for what denominations I give you this money in?”
Customer #1: “Nope, doesn’t matter!”
I give them their money how ever I see fit.
Customer #1: “I WANTED TENS AND TWENTIES!”
The next customer comes up.
Me: “Do you have any preference for what denominations I give you this money in?”
Customer #2: “No, I don’t care. Anything is fine. But make sure it’s three twenties and four tens exactly.”
Back in the days when long-distance calling cards were common, I used one to make calls home from college. I sent in a check for a little over $30.00 one month and transferred enough cash from my savings account to cover the check.
A week later, my checking account was overdrawn. I called up the telephone banking line.
Me: “My account is overdrawn. Can you tell me what happened?”
Agent #1: “There’s a $100.00 check that we cashed.”
Me: “I didn’t write any checks for that amount.”
Agent #1: “You must have forgotten about it.”
Me: “The only outstanding check I had was for slightly over $30. I didn’t write a $100.00 check.”
Agent #1: “You must have forgotten about it.”
Me: “Okay. Send me a copy of this $100.00 check.”
A few days later, a letter arrived from my bank… with a copy of my check for the calling card. I called the bank again.
Me: “Hi. My checking account went into the red because of a $100.00 check. I asked for a copy of the check, and I got a check for slightly over $30. Can you explain what happened?”
Agent #2: “Um. That’s odd. Do you see some numbers printed in the lower right of the check?”
Me: “Yes. One, zero, zero, zero, zero.”
Agent #2: “Oh. Somebody must have entered your check as a $100.00 entry. I’ll arrange a refund of the excess charge and the overdraft charge.”
What I learned when I got my next calling card bill was that they couldn’t get the money back. I had a little over $60.00 in credit. Still, I wish the first agent had been a little more interested in finding out what happened and less interested in blaming me.
I am working as a teller at a bank in the drive-thru lanes. A lady pulls in too closely and hits the bright yellow concrete barrier post. She then reverses, goes around the lanes, and comes into the bank swearing and cussing.
Customer: “Your pole hit my car! I want money to pay for repairs put into my account immediately!”
Manager: “I don’t think that’s how that works.“
I work as a bank teller. One guy in particular was always over-drafting his account. He always had some story of how he was wronged and how the overdraft wasn’t his fault.
One day, he came in wanting to have more than ten overdraft fees reversed. All the transactions were for online poker websites.
Customer: “None of those transactions are mine. This is fraud! I don’t even gamble online!”
Me: “Sir, you are wearing a PokerStars T-shirt.”
I’m on the phone with a financial officer talking about money.
Me: *Shouting to the background* “No barking while I’m on the phone!“
Loan Officer: “Oh, I know how it is. My cat’s the same way.“
Me: “I don’t even have any pets. That’s my kid.“
