Ok, so last November I wrote an article about banks, which you can read here if you haven't already. Two things came to mind when I read that, first ok our editors need to get back on the job here that article was full of mistakes. And second, god I was a shitty writer back then. LOL.

However, here I am just over a year later and I am faced with the utter displeasure of dealing with our banking system yet again. This time, my wife and I are off to open our joint account, (awwww how cute). So we go up the street to the local money merchant and ask the bubbly receptionist if we can open an account. Now, my wife already has her own account here, this should get us some play right? Nope, no fuckin way man. We are told we have to make an appointment. A fuckin appointment? To open a bank account? What the fuck else do you do here? I mean open accounts, give people money, maybe some investing but fuck man, how busy is it that I have to make a fuckin appointment?

So, couple hours later we are back at the bank. Now, it's a pretty safe assumption that since they made me make an appointment, they would be on time right? Fuck no, who are you kidding? So eventually our customer service representative takes us to her little office. Don't even get me started on Helga here. So we are presented with the menu of accounts we can open. Ah, one that means I can do everything online, and I don't have to deal with any of you fucking people here, yes I'll take that one. Ok, so these are our bank cards, but we can only withdraw cash from them, we can't deposit? No, so I'm going to HAVE to come back in to deposit, AND you are going to charge me for that. Give me a fucking break, I wanted to strangle this woman. Like, I understand that ok they can't give me access to money that I may not have, but if I can't put the fucking money in, how the fuck are you going to know if it's real or not?

So then, we had to go BACK down to the bank. My wife's old account she had before we opened this one is all fucked up now. I can't fucking believe that these people get away with this as a business. And so we go back to see Helga, who doesn't have the authority to make this change. Man, just put that shit back the way it was and we will call it even. She can't do that. I'm like ready to kill this woman, I told her I would close the new account if she didn't put the old one back the way it was. She said she would have to put it to her supervisor who wasn't there, and we would find out in a week. A FUCKING WEEK. It's your goddamn mistake, give me a fucking break.

Why the fuck do we as consumers put up with this shit? I'm so fucking sick and tired of not having a say in how I am dealt with. I want to go into one of these banks downtown and shout at the top of my lungs that I'm TIRED OF THESE FUCKERS. Tired of these fuckers, that's what I am.

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