07-30-2002, 09:00 PM
I had one problem with an ATM. I mistaken a red strapped ($500) pile of bills as 25 $20 instead of the 25 $10. Well, the teller was $250 off and the first person to come in befuddled holding 2 $10 bills quickly solved our mystery and made me feel like an ass for 2 minutes.
And I did, as a teller, did fuck up this one pretty girls account. The check she was depositing was from another bank customer. I took the money out of her acocunt and put into the other. Since she came through the drive thru, there was no way the bank was going to do right by her (i.e. sit down, list the grievances (bad check fees), repair credit history, do all the things necessary in a bank FUCK UP) and I am sure she left us. No big deal. I left too.
And I did, as a teller, did fuck up this one pretty girls account. The check she was depositing was from another bank customer. I took the money out of her acocunt and put into the other. Since she came through the drive thru, there was no way the bank was going to do right by her (i.e. sit down, list the grievances (bad check fees), repair credit history, do all the things necessary in a bank FUCK UP) and I am sure she left us. No big deal. I left too.