Unfiltered Story #108208

, , , | Unfiltered | April 2, 2018

(In my job I often lose hope for humanity when people come in like this guy. I was up on the teller line when a member walked in:)

Me: Good Morning, how are you?

Customer: Good, I have a question.

Me: Sure, how can I help you?

Customer: Can you fix my T.V.

Me: What?…

Customer: My T.V. is broken, can you fix it.

Me: Um sir, this is a bank…

Customer: So you cant fix it?…

Me: No, we can’t fix it, you’re gonna have to take it somewhere else.

Customer: Well this was a waste of time. (he then stormed out of the building)

Slipped Their Mind

, , , | Right | March 18, 2018

(I am a bank teller, working at the drive-up window.)

Me: “Hello, ma’am. What are we needing done with this check today?”

Customer: “What do you mean? I put a deposit slip with it.”

Me: *looks around* “I’m so sorry, ma’am; I do not see it, but it’s no problem. If I could just get your debit card, I can process the deposit.”

Customer: “I want a manager.”

Manager: “Hello, ma’am. We were asking for a debit card so we can know which account we are putting the check into.”

Customer: “I gave her a deposit slip!”

Manager: *looks around* “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we’ve looked and we can’t seem to find it.”

Customer: *points to me* “She must have thrown it out! Or hidden it!”

Manager: “Could the slip still be in your car?”

Customer: *looks in car, pulls slip out of purse* “Oh, yes. It’s here.”

Not Address-ing The Issue At All

, , , , | Working | March 8, 2018

(I’ve recently moved address and need to get it changed with my bank, so I phone up.)

Bank Worker: “Hello, how can I assist you today?”

Me: “Hi. I need to change my address that’s associated with my account, please.”

Bank Worker: “Okay. Do you have the special four-digit code you need to change the address?”

Me: “No. I didn’t know I needed one. I know all my security questions and everything; will that not work?”

Bank Worker: “No. We can only use the four-digit code to change addresses on the system.”

Me: “Okay. How do I get one?”

Bank Worker: “We send you it in the post.”

Me: “You send it? But I’ve moved house. I’m no longer at the address you have on record.”

Bank Worker: “Okay?”

Me: “So, how do I get a code?”

Bank Worker: “We send it to your address.”

Me: “So, let me get this straight: I need a special code to be able to change my address that will get sent to the address that I’m no longer living at?”

Bank Worker: *pause* “Yes.”

(Facepalm.)

The Bank Wants Your Money And Your Blood

, , , , , | Healthy | February 12, 2018

I work as a bank teller. One morning a customer walks in, and I notice that he is both extremely pale and has a rasping cough as he approaches me to make a withdrawal. Just as I grab his money and begin to count it out in front of him, to my horror, he suddenly turns his head to the side, coughs violently, then begins to vomit a large amount of blood.

My coworkers quickly move to get the customer a chair to sit in as I call 911. During the commotion, an apparent acquaintance of the customer rushes in and helps hold him upright to walk him to the chair

Less than five minutes later, an ambulance arrives and takes the customer away. We learn the acquaintance is actually the customer’s neighbor. The customer had been feeling very unwell the last few days, and the neighbor had agreed to take him to the hospital, but he wanted to stop at the bank first to make sure he had some cash on hand if necessary. We block off my teller station and call in professional cleaners to come and clean up the potentially hazardous blood.

A few months later, I am working at my usual station again when I call for the next in line and suddenly realize I am talking to this same customer. I almost don’t recognize him, as he has much more color to his face and appears to have put on some necessary weight. He also recognizes me, and apologizes again for the incident. It turns out the pain he was experiencing was from his appendix, which actually ruptured as I was waiting on him. He says that the doctors have now given him a clean bill of health, and then he leaves, after jumping up and down a few times to show how much his health has improved.

Save Me From These Customers

, , , , , | Right | January 26, 2018

Customer: “What did you say your name was?”

Employee: “Ryan.”

Customer: “Wasn’t there a movie about that? Ryan’s Privates?”

Employee: *pause* “Something like that.”

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