A Piggy At The Bank

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Yesterday I went to a bank to meet with a financial advisor and talk about transferring my funds from my current bank (the customer service sucks  so large).  I am totally excited to be there as my Mom has been working with her for years and years and years and she really knows what she is doing.  My Mom and I drove up together because our appointments were back to back.

As we were sitting in the lobby of the bank this man comes in carrying 3 or 4 stuffed grocery bags. He calls out to the receptionist behind the counter “Buzz me in!”, which she does.  At this point I look at my Mom and she says to me “what no good morning?  No thank you?” (My Mom is pretty strict about social conventions. She is the Dear Abbey of our family.)  I laughed a bit and that was that.

My Mom went in to meet with the planner first.  Keep in mind neither of us belong to this bank, our advisor has just moved there and my Mom wants to make the move with her.  As I am waiting the same guy comes back out into the lobby and stands at the counter.  This was their conversation.

“Hey can I have some (blah blahs…I didn’t really hear him)?” he asks. 

“How much?” the receptionist responds.

“You mean how many” he condescends.

She laughs and makes light of it. “Oh I didn’t read my dictionary this morning. I need to brush up on my English.” (She speaks English perfectly well, she just has an accent.)

“Oh don’t worry,” he responds laughing, “I would do the same if I were practicing Russian.”

*pause*

“I’m Hungarian,” she says.

“Oh right,” he says snobbily, “I knew it was one of those Slavic languages.”

*pause*

“It’s Finnish…So how many do you need?” she asks.

“Two.”

“Oh that’s it,” she says loudly, “Do you want me to assemble them.”

“No,” he scoffs, “I think I can handle it.  Hold my calls, I’m busy.” And he storms down the stairs and goes to Starbucks, not even looking my way.

I am a potential client and this is what I hear in the lobby.  Good grief!  It’s a good thing those boxes were white otherwise he might not have been able to handle it.  Ignorance is alive and well.

Yeah, That Just Happened!

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6 Comments

  1. kristyn Says:

    wow. i feel dirty.

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  2. Stephtastic Says:

    It is sad when people dont even know enough to be embarassed *shakes head* also, the “its ok, i have a (enter race, religeon, gender) friend so i can totally say that” no you dont and no you cant

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  3. Blond Duck Says:

    Dude, he needs to be smacked. His mama should have taught him better.

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  4. Jenners Says:

    Poor everyone who works with that oinker!

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  5. Sara Says:

    I’m going to quote Tracie from Stir-Fry and call this gentleman a “douchecanoe.”

    I hope he stubbed his toe on the way out and that his underwear was stuck up his crack all day long.

    Some people should be fixed at birth. Ass-hole.

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    Jenn Reply:

    lol…I said I hope he pees his pants in public. I do like douchecanoe, though.

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