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Saturday, November 11, 2006
King of My Castle
Almost every person I know has some quip or the other about banks. Ever notice that at the counters there are more clerks taking people's money than dishing it out? Today I decided to pop down and go cash in my expenses check, simply because I wasn't aware that I could just deposit the check straight away into my account with my own bank. Anyhoo, arrive at said bank only to find that there is one teller open, and there are like 35 people waiting in two lines. So pop in my earphones and listen to sweet sweet music and wait patiently in line. Arrive at the counter, cash in my check, and was out in a flash.

My ass.

Here's what really happened. Got in line only to realize that the woman in front of me had conveniently decided to bring her hyperactive 5 year old along. The damn kid was swing around her with his arms stretched out, missing my crotch by a few inches several times. Not to mention her pathetic attempts to keep him entertained, which involved playing peek-a-boo with her dupata. After enduring this bloody torment, finally reach the counter and the idiot says that the "system is not working, you will have to come back later". You lameass, that's the excuse I use when things break down at my office. Twenty minutes in that damn queue and now he tells me this. If you ask me, you're what's wrong with the damn system. Also, I think that we should have separate queues to speed things along if divided as follows:

- brainless mother and hyper child
- men who think wearing a white nightgown entitles them to jump the queue
- woman who pleads "I will just take two minutes" before its your turn, then proceeds to bring out the whole bank staff

Finally I was so fed up, I just crossed the road to my bank, inquired at customer service, and had deposited the check in 10 minutes flat. Plus, I did it through a machine - no incompetent tellers involved.

NB: No tellers were harmed for this blog post. However, some were bruised or may suffer first degree burns.



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16 Comments:
Blogger Neelofer said...
Oh good God! And I thought your mom started that whole 'get married' episode again. Anyways, I know what you felt when you were at the teller's. I've been through it...only worse, the customer were drunk! Really!

Anonymous Anonymous said...
mr.nick ... the world doesnt revovle around you so stop freaking out on little inconveniences like a little baby and speaking of babies .. im sure you mite hav been a pain in the ass for your parents atleast once in your childhood days. GOD! .. ur gay n no1 likes it means ull go and wage war .. ugghh .. people like you tht spoil my day .. but im one of those people who wont crib about sum incompetant stranger fag!

p.s. which is why im being anonymous

Blogger nick said...
Oh darling I was a terror as a baby...my mum still has a running bill from all the stuff I broke when I was a kid :-)

ur gay n no1 likes it means ull go and wage war
Darling I'm afraid you'll have to point out where I said that...in my old age and all luv I have a memory like a goldfish.

sum incompetant stranger fag
Fag...oh I haven't heard that word in ages! *sigh*

Blogger Unknown said...
Ahh!! we got a coward in our midst

Anonymous Anonymous said...
haha ... i love being a stranger cuz i dont wanna get too personal with .. ugghh .. you! .. and its not wat u say .. its how u say .. and i have a nag for reading between the lines...and yea i was so bored i read your journals and was laughing like hell...but then i got bored again...i dont have a problem with you...because clearly you dont have a problem selling your soul on the most stupidest place on earth .. "the internet"...and the way you describe your lonliness and disatisfaction with life is hilarious..you should consider some changes...some major changes if u get wat i mean...

Blogger Kiwi Boy said...
And, Mr Coward, you ought to learn some English.

You don't have a nag for reading between the lines, you have a knack for it. Or maybe you do have a nag, only your fag-hating, retarded, discontent-with-everything self knows better.

If Nick really is selling his soul on the 'net:
1. He'd do it on eBay, not Blogger!
2. I'd be the highest bidder.
There aren't a lot of souls out there who can put a good spin on "inconveniences" at the bank ;)

Blogger nick said...
Oh pshaw...I sold my soul to the devil ages ago...I'm going to burn in hell, remember?

Kiwi luv, thanks for the words! =)

Blogger Neelofer said...
I think I know who anonymous is

Anonymous Anonymous said...
hehehe i sure do have a great time replying to feminist messages by males...n kiwi boy i know u very well and thanx for pointing out my mistake to me but that doesnt mean i dont know any english...you think your the most perfect thing made on earth...ahem but...look in the mirror...coming back to none other than mr.nick glad to know..that you know..your going to hell but it doesnt end there..n ms.neel keep trying u dont know me and very frankly who are u??

Blogger Neelofer said...
Lol. Now I definately know you. Your speech patterns gave it away.

Anonymous Anonymous said...
neel...if u had to recognise me frm my speech pattern then u had to speak to me before to know wat my "speech pattern" is like!! lol..(LOSER)...but im sure i dont even know you exist ANYWAYZ ive had enuff of this gay stuff..im not gonna b commenting anymore on you hehehe "ingorant bastards" .. oops was that too harsh..ur bad :(
but u actually saved me from my boredom at work so u served the world..now dig a hole and bury yourself...

Blogger Neelofer said...
Sigh. Did your mother drop you on your head or something? How old are you again? 14? You're so not worth mine or any other people's time. Run along and play with your toys, dearie. You're going to need it...little coward :-D You do find our lives more interesting than yours...that's the reason you keep coming back to read these comments and posts on the blogs. We love you too.

Blogger nick said...
Okay, I'm the only one authorized to do any bitching on this blog.

@anon - you're entitled to your own opinions, and that's fine with me.


End of story people.

Blogger Neelofer said...
*Yawn...am getting bored with anon. Once again, I know who you are...comment all you want to. I'm not going to bother now.

Blogger Kiwi Boy said...
Tell us Neel! Who is this anon guy/girl?! Is there a bleak chance that it's Austin?

Blogger Neelofer said...
I'll email you or something...the schmuck probably returns to this section to see what I say...